that has stuck w/ me, that line... i was thinking on this the other night around 4:30AM when my cranium clicked on, full power, and thoughts raced for what felt like hours... and all i kept wishing for was an 'off' button.
__________________ Time is still the infinite jest.
that has stuck w/ me, that line... i was thinking on this the other night around 4:30AM when my cranium clicked on, full power, and thoughts raced for what felt like hours... and all i kept wishing for was an 'off' button.
I hate this so much. It gets really overwhelming at times.
I hate this so much. It gets really overwhelming at times.
Oh, I fucking know!! The last 3 nights have been utterly horrible. Wherein I wake up every hour pondering unknowable things. Stuff that is purely speculation, and therefore, inevitably, questions that have no answers.
I then try to ground myself with something concrete; something that is real and tangible.
Then it just repeats. And nothing seems to be able to turn it off. Overwhelmed is the exact word.
__________________ Time is still the infinite jest.