reachout

touching someone somewhere calling collect do you hear me it's me i'm here.

fun ride last night. not a good day today. hard to get going, feeling a bit under the weather yet i am not sick, not hungover. it's just this strange internalized limbo. this morose indifference. an enormous and huge undertaking just to get moving, to motivate myself. Saturday i was quite productive but not enough to carry me through today. it never is. i wish i was just working in a bookshop again. or better yet, starting my own. what am i doing?