So its been a while, a little over half a year, and in this time I've abandoned my whale, moved, and found a kind of inner peace. All the turmoil I was living in just a few months ago has gone. I live a more peaceful life now, a simple life, a boring life. The days pass here in a slow monotony like a constant view of dull shapeless grey water paintings. Sometimes in the car I consider the vehicle in front of me and wish for fire, or some catastrophic driver error that would send the car and its occupants swerving off the road and into a tree, or a ditch; I'm not picky. Sometimes I just wish for something interesting, for something to burn.
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