dignity and self-respect have dissolved into an almost incomprehensible oblivion. in my incredibly worthless state, striking deals with the devil would seem nothing but suicidal. is the world just fading into an abysmal blur or is my life flashing before my eyes at the speed of light. this inanimateness is contagious and i worry for those in close proximity.
project work is a recurring nightmare that plagues my holidays with its unrelenting endlessness.
my latest revelation involves a mixture of sub-revelations that adds up to a marvelous combination which spells stupidity. im desperate for a second opinion just so i can assure myself that i am still sane and my thoughts are rational.
i look at you, and i wish i could say what it is i see.