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close your eyes, clear your heart
barely three weeks into my slackerdom and i'm already feeling the disengagement process setting in. i leave somebody's house at 10pm, cause of course they have to work in the morning and need to get to bed, and i am still wide awake. i drive the darkened streets and wonder at what i can do. i see all the dark houses and people winding down their days and i marvel at the differentness of mine. what i do with my days and my nights, so unlike structured society. yet what i do with my free time is remarkably little. as usual. this is what i do with unstructured time - fritter it away so frivously. i had a few good days where i felt something was getting done, now i've been focusing mainly on others. yet i have high hopes for a return to selfish improvement focus. |