Neue

I sat down today, at 1:00 in the am, to think. I believe. But I was cut short by the ruthless winds of my mental bankruptcy and related things. I remember something about our ideal world as humans or something and blah blah grrrrr. At this moment, not only do I feel perfectly content, but I can't remember anything in my own recent history. I'm pretty damned sure those two things have a lot to do with each other.

Anyway, I find it interesting that whenever I try to figure a good path in which to guide my life, I draw a complete blank. I can't even come up with horribly flawed ideas, just boring silence.

". . ."

Mmm. No more writing tonight. Something's stopping me.