Good God. I am going to give it one last shot. It came to me: an epiphany.
Before I give it up, before I let it go, before I decide to switch, once and for all, to a non-thesis track, I am going to throw myself at it, head first, so that way by the time my head stops spinning my fingers will be on fire and I will type like the wraith of Hell is pressed up against my ass.
I just have to believe in Hell, first.
This coffee tastes like shit. I guess it's just as well that the Keurig is putting less water in and it is beginning to taste a little like motor oil. It's bitter but a little nutty like a good stout beer.
For it I must sacrifice for myself, for a time period: sleep, and sanity.
It's just as well. Those things are overrated anyways. Society has made such a to-do about them, but, yet, if people stopped and looked around at the general fucking nuthouse that society has become, then they will realize that it is just the new normal.
Herman Melville, you motherfucker, here I come...
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