Wondering and wandering, as i move across space throughout the nights, i find that i am feeling more relaxed in this body than i would have thought possible, given the circumstances of the days. I am not sure why that is, or if it is just my elder years playing havoc with my sense of cynicism and snark. Perhaps i am just worn through, tried of the same old same old repeated again and again for no reasons whatsoever.
Have i given up? Am i too willing to rest on my laurels, or my own lack of concern for the "real" world versus the infotainment? Non lo so... I am feeling old in my body. It is all "meh."
You have discovered arachnoanarchy
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