I've been having these strange naps here and there. I fall into this deep and dark sleep for just 15 minutes or so. You'd think that would not be enough time to hit the slower wavelengths, but it is I guess. And when I awake, I am incredibly disorientated, and am more tired than I have ever felt before. It feels like intoxication.
And then there are the thoughts.
Maybe it is the subconscious still trying to wrap up its dealings. Maybe I awoke and caught it with its pants down. These thoughts are still lingering, thoughts that I can't understand or remember later on. Maybe I have something going on, like a sickness of some sort. Or maybe its completely normal. I don't know.
Goddamn cats are dickin' around in the bushes. I can hear 'em. I think they are cats. No peace since last week. We got a flyer for a lost cat in the mail. I hate lost pet flyers. They break my heart.
I wrote some stuff and then just ended up backspacing it. I don't even know what I want to write tonight.
Get a grip, ride it out.
Maybe that lost cat will turn up.
How does a man learn to hate himself? What kind of strange computing machines did they supply us with? What damage a brain can do when turned against itself.
