what you're impressed by, i get depressed by
(or: well, now that i'm old...)

i want to be young again. i want to make nests out of blankets in my bed and sleep in them. i want to reroute streams in the woods. imagine things bigger than they are. make supermarkets out of flour. it's odd. My boss (who is forty-something) told me he wished he was my age today. one of those moments where i could see through time. i could see myself forty-something. and what will have changed?

i'm very tired.
i'm tired of working the night shift.
same old, same old...

everything that rises must converge