This, too

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Hands out in stale air

Hello. Geri sends her love. If you don't know who Geri is, she doesn't love you, which makes you less of a man.
Aw, Geri's nice.
I'm drunk.

Now I'm sober again, and awake before sunrise, and really tired. Unable to sleep. I'm annoyed, because this on-going tiredness clouds the mind and I need back my brain.

I feel really rather bad. This stems from being unable to imagine a life worth living coming of the near future. I do not know where to go, nor what to do when I get there, nor who might be there to keep me from falling over at the pointlessness of it all.
"Well, I could try to get a job there, or there, and erm, uhm, no, that's not even worth doing, but I could go... erm, and bounce right back again..."

7:05 a.m. - 2005-02-14

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