Cluster bomb
Life's a bit of a swirl right now. It's looking like I'm gonna crash and burn (illness) on my 7th straight day of work, but hey, I don't find it surprising after the 36 hours of work I've put in out of the past 96.
My brain cracked a bit last week, and I've been thinking of everything, everywhere, and everyone in terms of Tags (a la Flickr and del.icio.us. I'm currently formulating some sort of madcap project to categorize everyone in my extended community. It's called Worldoverse, and it exists in perfect idealism within my massive fucking brain, where it resides on a supercomputer floating gently through the skies of my superconscious in a hugenormous steel zepplin.
I think that I'm 'ready' for Spring Mysteries a bit early this year. My brain is already wandering there regularly when it really should be focused on the five hundred or so things I need to accomplish before then. Par for my attention-deficient mind, I guess, but it would be great if the clouds just parted and I could focus on it for a while. The mountain of unrelated effort between me and the festival looks tedious.
I've escaped reality more times than usual recently, despite the mundanities. Wrapped In Gray, two underground parties, a few extremely late nights at Tim Horton's shooting the shit with friends. Helping me stay in once piece when I'm going through a fragile period.
Speaking of fragile, this time of year sucks. Illness, stress, a thousand things at once. If the sun hadn't come back, I think I'd be completely incapable of dealing with any of it. I'm really delicate right now wherever and whenever I don't expect it. I've been having to keep my guard up, just in case I run into something with the absolute power to randomly break me. It's a strange feeling, one I haven't had since my summer of stupid. I don't like it, and I really am trying to make dealing with it a priority. I just need some time.
Anyone else want to help me add another 6 hours to every day? I think that would make things a bit easier.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to wander off and die... hopefully I'll feel a little more human in the morning.
PS: Goldfrapp - Strict Machine is one of the catchiest songs I've heard in a very long time.



Comments
I will help you add another six hours!
Posted by: B | February 21, 2006 3:47 AM