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My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb....
Ah, but why do I remember this? Why didn't I remain a child forever? Why didn't I die there, in one of those moments, preöccupied with the wiles of my schoolmates and the as-if-unexpected arrival of my schoolteachers?The cable guy came to fix my crazed intertubes connection... says they put a filter on my line because I'm not subscribed to the tv part and those filters wear out, start causing trouble. I told him that kind of filter is COMPLETELY unnecessary here because they couldn't PAY ME to watch their tv. He said his boss wouldn't let him do the sane thing.
Today I can't do this.... Today I have only reality, which I can't play with.... Poor little boy exiled in his manliness! Why did I have to grow up? Today, when I remember this, I feel nostalgia for other things besides all this. More in me than my past has died.
—transferred into cyberspace from a bit I tore from a magazine months ago
I know. I know.
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4:35pm — It's hailing again. Arctic wind and hail.
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Watching a Philip K. Dick documentary....
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Bye now...
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