Thursday, November 19, 2015

19 november



Again the feeling of nowhere to turn but off, but away, but to sleep. Nothing to explain, no explanation. The sense of apology without depth. I’m sorry I don’t have anything to say on the point because there is no point. And other stories.

Upon reflection I am doing a few things right. I am hoping to be asleep soon. Head still hurts. Vague sense of disappointment and lack of interest in workaround. Biking to nowhere. Saying goodbye too loudly.

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