Reality Diet
2003-01-29 � 7:26 a.m.

They told me that the classics never go out of style, but...they do. They do.

Life's a funny thing, except when it isn't. I feel dried, stretched, too full, crushed and distended, all at once; that may be overstating things a bit though, as I am once again in a place where I am able to realize that feeling is pretty far outside the realm of my experience. But if I focus enough, that's how it seems.

I could be wrong. I have no experience actually categorizing, describing or even experiencing my own emotions except at extremes that allow them to break through whatever crust has grown over me. Reality — whatever that is — feels like I'm watching a movie of someone else, not fully present, not able to completely capture my attention.

But I play along, because there isn't really any other choice, is there?

I think today they might finally get around to telling me whether I am unemployed or not. They're having a problem deciding if that's really what they want to do. I wish I knew.

Like the man says, "Life is a dream from which we all must wake."

-t

Currently Aurally Inducing: Placebo, Without You I'm Nothing
Selection of the Lyrical Vocabulary: "Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies..."

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