Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Tuesday Afternoon (Bastille Day)

Vive la France, bien sur. Mid summer, tad windy, kinda cold, there is an electric feeling in the air... wham! Things are a tad too bright, too colorful, nature at full bloom, things will soon turn the other way... wilt, gray, decay. Tuesday 3:33 pm, things are out of sorts, routine broken... hoping for a thunderstorm, something to settle the static in the air. Try I dare you to focus.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

To rant randomely.

To prattle away with words. Spin them around, throw them out there, no matter their cause or effect.

What's on my mind? Cigarettes, pretty much every waking second, yes, oh and forget about sleeping, I roll, I scratch, I ache. It sucks.

Anything else? Whiny children driving me a bit daft. No escape.

Bored of social media. A lot of talk about not a much at all.

Fuck these cravings, fuck this mood I am in. Yes if I were to give in, just a quick fag, whammo, improved mood. But, no, fight it off. Be strong.

Drink coffee, type through it. Focus? Not with how this feels. A type and run. Poof!

There dear old blog. A random rant, spurred on by want for smoke, for want of relief. More, later, maybe.