Desultory
-My days pass, almost as if they did not matter. As if there were nothing to do with time but spend it. I’ve often thought of it in just those terms, this has ofcourse been in my weaker moments. In which time becomes nothing more than something to be endured until some final rest. That is not now. Bur I fear, I at as if it is. I can’t help it, I feel weak these days. Weak of mind and body. I’m sleeping a lot and having these elaborate dreams I can’t remember. I watch movies and zone out into […]