thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] [life] is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. [shakespeare]


September 13, 2007

mind crap

some days are just crappy, you know? i mean, it's not that they're going wrong all the way since you wake up. you might get up, have a nice breakfast and go out under a nice sunny day and all. but somehow you can't help but feel completely lousy. ideas come and go way too fast for you to follow one - or they do not come and go at all. you sit down and think at everything you gotta do, and you simply can't do it, because there's no way you can set your mind for it. things that in any other day you'd find quite easy to accomplish become tasks worth of nothing else than a god's might. nothing connects to anything, nothing makes sense with any bloody thing. you don't know where should you start, let alone where the heck it is supposed to be over. and the question that remains is what are you supposed to do when you feel like that.

6:00 PM

 

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