which is not a good thing... and going out less as well... of course that changes day to day and i was out all suited up just the day before yesterday so the fog of sleeplessness clouds and depresses the perspective so it seems as though i have been home a lot simply because i was home all day yesterday... and the fact that jackson was not home so there have been no interactions adds to the sense of isolation and doing nothing and not going out and waking as sleepy as i am provides a foggy (and repetitive) perspective)... foggy groggy gooey la la la...
and then there's happiness who seems to be constantly there begging to go out... i know i should just go to bed and sleep my schedule, but he has a schedule and i feel his presence... too sensitive, i know, my fault for being too sensitive...
narf...
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