there isnt a single digital camera in this house for miles.
there isnt any simple capture of life for anyone.
when the colors change from dark to light to red to gold to dark to blue there isnt any shutter that can hold life still.
what complications there are between the machinery and myself cant be explained as anything more than simple debauchery
party party party.
vodka vodka vodka.
having nothing required of a person feels absolutely distasteful. having nothing pulling you out of bed or into sleep has such an effect on the persona that my own is craving human attention. not just any human attention but that of any other man in the area. i find it actually comical that i want this for myself and that the woman across the street has recently had her marriage end and her husband leave their home within the last 14 days. this business has none of my concern and i dont bother to ask if she would like some consolidation or any empathy for what she must be feeling, yet its result is comical. perhaps the overload of female influence in my life in the past year has left me feeling emasculated and feminised beyond knowing that i have a preference calling me elsewhere.
this is one more reason that i am on the beginning of several new projects.
body. mind. spirit. i agree that all have needs that must be met for anything to happen. now if there is any way that i can meet those needs with what i have to work with now?
is there any vodka at your place?
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