Under the weather
Feeling a little under the weather. Weather was been warm these few days. Coupled with insufficient rest, numerous take-outs, impending datelines, I really have been rather tired.
Friends in school are a good bunch. Entertaining ourselves most of the time. Creating a delusion that we are all well and happy. Beneath the lively chatter and joking jeers, there lies our fears and insecurities.
Words no longer make sense. (if u have not noticed alrdy). Sub-optimal productivity. Brain no longer sharp. There aint sufficient time to rest. There aint enough time to sit down and think. If there is time, I sit and sleep.
And I am giving myself a off-day on this weekend. Let them wait. I don’t care.
"Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast"
- Hotel California, The Eagles.
Sprinkled upon a star
on Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 6:01 PM.
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