Thursday, December 06, 2007



Sometimes you just feel bad. That's normal, right?


Things aren't always good. Sometimes there's a little bit of kind of fucked up stuff going on and it's just natural to get kind of down about it. Sometimes, though, it starts to be like a greased pole you're trying to hold on to and it takes on its own momentum.


I don't want to overstate it. I am an unreliable narrator.


You've been warned.


Maybe it's staying in a motel for a week does it. Maybe it's only a clear-eyed realism that sweeps over you. Maybe it's the devil disguised as clear-eyed realism. Maybe it's laziness or poor moral fiber. Or a lack of dietary fiber. Wrapped up in it, I can't see through the fog.


In other news...


Blogger james said...

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Blogger LKD said...

Merry Christmas, friend.

4:04 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm sorry I missed you. You were an interesting being.

3:38 PM  
Blogger this time round said...

Happy New Year, Scott!

1:55 PM  
Blogger 666poetry-finchnot said...

happy new year scott

hope all is well in your world

peace dear brother


2:34 PM  

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