unfinished stuff (and other stuff)

waking in the middle of the night after falling asleep right after dinner with a mind racing through the real feelings and experiences that are suppressed (or repressed) throughout most moments of the waking day there is a tendency to roll over and fall back to sleep, but not every night can that easily be done when the deep rooted unresolved issues rise enough to plague the consciousness with dissatisfaction or worse, fear... is it all pointless, are we useless, is life meaningless, am i?... shudder to go beyond into the details like can i trust anyone or facing the reality of how alone each one is... so i listen to something like this instead... or even this... sad, no doubt... or not, for i could be rambling on about cool thing, for a moment, but then realize that it is just a charger stand, after all... or i could be reading john cusack discussing a burrito on twitter, after all... every now and then i do engage in random tweeting and it is not just libido fantasy either as this might demonstrate (i know some rather profound people out there, not to suggest any relation) odd thing, but wait, here's something really important and shocking, even though, as usual, the us is spared from the atrocities due to rank and privilege, or something like that...