Been ultra productive since Tuesday. i like to work this way. working in spurts, finishing things in one go before falling back into a spell of lethargy.
Had book club last night. really liked it, started reading Fyodor Dotovesky The Karamazov Brothers. Properly this time. I m going to savour it.
i dont know what annoys me more. efficiency or lack thereof.
i know what i m feeling. Disjointed!
now isnt this the sweetest image.
xkcd.comyou ve disappeared so completely from my life i dont even know what to feel
or had the time to sit and think
you are here one minute, gone the next
so adruptly it makes me wonder if it was a daydream from start to finish
if i was the only one who cared
if you were actually even here to begin with
but then the heartprint-nothing really remains of the outline.
yet i wonder if i keep so busy, frenetic even
so i dont have time to realise we ve drifted
even something as simple as you not replying an email still annoys me
but now i think its a efficiency issue
my epiphany from last night
i might well and truly turning into Madame Bovary.
give me jewels people, and let me drip in them for now.
i find it difficult to explain to some friends why androgeny is so compelling
i just find it hard to look away from.
A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth
So many people have told me i am heartless
maybe i really am.
i do think so.
ah frost. i wish i knew you.
man after my own (arguably non-exsistent) heart.
am i making sense tonight?
