losing time

perhaps i mean a time for losing or perhaps i mean time passing so fast it seems lost or perhaps i mean i don't know what i mean because i don't have time to figure anything out or remember or something like that... there are cds stacked high on my left four feet wide dour feet high, at least, and more stacking in front of me, ten stacks a foot or two high, all awaiting some sort of sorting... there are boxes stacked to the left of me, six feet high, many boxes waiting opening and sorting, some sort of sorting... there are tables full of clothes in front of me awaiting time, time for some sort of sorting... and clothes piled high on the recliner to the ceiling and beyond (ok, that's a slight exaggeration, but)... there is no time to finish what i started this weekend so the stacks of stuff remain (hope jackson isn't too disturbed {maybe she will help some more} tomorrow)...

took a nap earlier, though not sure where i put it (when you take a nap, where do you go with it, aye?)... gonna take a shower in the morning, same questions i suppose, the words are playing with my head tonight... should be asleep, naturally, it's after 2am and i wanted to get to work by three am today, but not so much now... worked on work at home just moments ago so i might be more reasonably able to go in around eight and get some sleep (where we gonna get if from, aye?)... if i would fall asleep soon, that is...

laid down and closed my eyes two hours ago, or more, and sleep did not want me... so i worked some more and here we are... sort of sorting everything out...

narf :)