What a Long Strange Trip It’s Been
At this point, minutes feel like hours, hours feel like days and time feels infinite. I have no idea what to do.
A week is apparently long enough to change everything in my world upside down. Well in this case an hour and a half was long enough.
Some people are amazing on so many levels and i met one of those rare few last weekend.
And I lost my book, 5 years writing and I can’t find it anyway. I’ve spent my time retracing last weeks steps in an attempt to find the one thing that has saved me from myself.
Life is hard, harder than I ever thought it should be. But I wasn’t designed for this world, maybe a slightly different world but not this one. Not this consumer society where I have no place to be and no-one to share it with.
Those rare glimpses of happiness, of the expansive future are the only things that keep me going on days like today. I’m not sure that it’s enough just to keep going.
But obviously it is, you have to keep going, reach for all the things that you dream of, otherwise what would be the point?