09/21/2011

Autumn comes on in this lowest of realities, the world where I dwell.
And everything is so far away it’s almost coming back around.

No, nothing feels different at all. Same as it was 10 years ago. Same as it was 14 years ago.

Is it cold in here or is it just me?
Can’t seem to shake this disease.

It was an okay day. Worked. Had a decent lunch topped off with an Irish Coffee. Got a new jacket.

And now it’s back to life as usual; you’re not special anymore.
Confused kid that you were two days ago and will be again tomorrow.

Court tomorrow for the registration. Been feeling so tired lately that I’m dreading being awake those few extra minutes that I could be asleep.

Back to the grind of selling my soul and freedom
In exchange for ideals and dreams that never come to fruition.

Well I’m tired and I need to get to work now. So much to do. Always so much to do.