uninterested

when there is no time to seek out the path of the divine, choose life at it's simplest and hold onto it for a second, breath, then let it go. however, nither is for me for i feel paralyzed by my mundane inactivity. i did not go to work today. my inverted anxiety disability. handicaps and all.

hiatus amoungus

circular respite and endless renumeration, tumbling over one another like mental siamese twins. cojoined since conception, troublesome formulation placing the crutch firmly into the dark arm socket of consciousness. whittling away time fragments. not doing much except counting the moments as they pass into intangible memory. hello.