was pretty decent tonight. I’m drugged to the gills right now, so more later tomorrow, I have a class in the AM.

In other news:

Yeah? I would have put the percentage much, much higher.

I’m reaching a point of no return with some stuff in my life.

Hard to describe; sort of a turning point. Sort of a revolution in the planetary sense; sort of a drag on the forward motion that makes a top stop its skittering across the floor and come to a standing spin versus a traveling one.

Some reasons exist, but they aren’t important. Reasons exist to facilitate the explanation of movement or lack thereof; they don’t make anything happen. If you are into Voudoun, you’d know that zombies exist without having to ask how they exist. If you live in America, you know that television works without knowing how it does its job. That’s the beauty of reasons; they are completely independent of things themselves, they explain or not, and everything still continues.

At any rate, I’m sitting at work with my legs Lithium-jittering and the cholinergic yawning of the SSRI in full bloom. I look like a sleepy spastic to anyone watching, and the reasons don’t matter.

I’m not fully satisfied that everything will be alright.

Tops fall unless they are whipped incessantly.

I do not know how I keep spinning. That there are reasons I’m still spinning don’t matter; the trick is to forget, over and over, that in another time I’d already be gone.

Forgetfulness and busywork make excellent whips.

Everything is unimaginable until you give up looking for reasons.

The theme is “electricity”.

Please come. I may not have anything to say tonight, and I could use the support.