April 9, 2009

this city's got big plans for you

Oh Life, you truly are the tiniest meatball swirling rapidly against the sauciest, most savory current!

[I can do this! Everything is gonna be OK]
[I can't do this! I don't know if I'll make it]

is the only thing I've been thinking about the past 12 days.

I don't know anymore if there really is such a thing as a "coping mechanism."
But if there is, I'm sure it would be easily found at a William Sonoma or maybe the Union Square farmers market. That seems like the sort of place that would have that sort of thing.
Not having free time to think about things, that seems to be working alright so far.
Sleeping without rest, it's all I feel. And I'm still sick.

If you find a good one, let me know, okay?

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