One Day Son

There's so much going on in my head right now. And I've had too little sleep to deal with most of it, so last night I had one extensively excruciating dream which tried to deal with a billion things in ten seconds and hurt my head a bit. I need to get out of this house. My brother is home, so I want to see him, but I can't be here. I need out.

I'm in one of those moods when I just want to listen to loud rock music all day long.

My dissertation is scaring me. Its this ominous thing just beyond the horizon and I can't see it to focus on my enemy, I can only cower in fear.

I'm running away today to get some writing done.

And all I want to do, my escape right now, is to watch all of The Secret Diaries of a Call Girl.


I feel the same way I felt last year at this time - the pressure of the business is thwarting my own hopes and plans.