Ten minutes of someone else's internal monologue.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
its 10:58
because you suck. that is what i was thinking. not about me. you is not me. what does suck is this fucking sinus headache i have had for two weeks now. ow. it makes me want to close my eyes. does this mean i have migraines? i dont know. i think its related to posture and neck tension and infected sinus. i applied for a job today and i want it and if they dont ask me to interview then I am never working again. The rejection would just be too much. Other news? just head ache. just this fucking headache which makes me want to close my eyes and is it stress? i dont take anything for it. i could, but whats the point. it wont make it go away, it will just make is so i dont feel it anymore and what i want is for it to go away. it feels like some sort of life condition but i havent had it my whole life. just well, mo sty since i got back from my trip to Washington. i thought it was a cold or a sinus infection or some virus or something but now i dont know. just head aches. it just a never ending headache. no, i know it will end. soon? yes i hope soon. i hope it will end soon. because its annoying. like a flap or skin or a hand nail or a catch or a drain or a bump. less like a bump. unless its a bump on a road you have to drive on everyday and the bump is significant enough to make you slow down significantly below your speed and then you can return to your normal speed after the bump has passed. there are raccoons loving the walnuts the tree in my yard is dropping. every night they come. i hear them. on my roof munching down. ripping apart the shell of the nut to get to the meat inside. i wonder how many walnuts a raccoon eats in a sitting. they must have strong paws to crack them. maybe they go for the ones that are weak and already busted by some infirmity. Plant and Krauss this weekend. for free in the park. going to go. rock. i will probably write through the show. maybe not. maybe i will hang out with people. maybe i will sleep. which is what i want to do now. sleep. go to sleep you little babe. resistor. consciousness resister. shoo headache, dont biter me shoe headache dont bother me. are there more lyrics to that song. shoo fly dont bother me. shoo fly, dont bother me. that is all i can remember. wow. the more i focus on this headache the sharper the pain gets. shit. yes. shoulder neck jam tension and headache. they are linked. okay. . life is lame. this is what i am learning. life is lame with about three great points a year and a couple hopeful days scattered about. peace.
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