mardi, mars 02, 2004
today. a murky stuffy day. depressive clouds. hours of inner silence, watching the world revolve, emotionless chaps roving back and forth on endless mechanical tasks, like trains running round a train track. hard work. laborious. meaningless. yet forever a struggle and a bore. everyone just doing it for the sake of doing, for the sake of getting over it. barely tolerating the stifling day suffocating our creativity and cheeriness.
a wet evening, pattering raindrops just there to get on our nerves, just there to mess up our journey home. making it all wet, restricted, troublesome, slow, impeded. an irritating day. meaningless and routine enough, and it still wants to irritate us. no one was happy.
patheTique.
what happened yesterday...nothing much of significance.
today. a murky stuffy day. depressive clouds. hours of inner silence, watching the world revolve, emotionless chaps roving back and forth on endless mechanical tasks, like trains running round a train track. hard work. laborious. meaningless. yet forever a struggle and a bore. everyone just doing it for the sake of doing, for the sake of getting over it. barely tolerating the stifling day suffocating our creativity and cheeriness.
a wet evening, pattering raindrops just there to get on our nerves, just there to mess up our journey home. making it all wet, restricted, troublesome, slow, impeded. an irritating day. meaningless and routine enough, and it still wants to irritate us. no one was happy.
patheTique.
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