At the bar tonight, every screen had some sport on it except for the one I was staring at. Was some dumb screensaver. I said to the bartender, “Hey, can you give me the remote so I can put a movie on?” and he handed it over. Scrolled through all the streaming apps on the …
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Grind and Take
Every day that I wake up one day older, I’m like:
Slumber, Labor
Woke up dreaming about work. This is happening too often. At this moment in my life, there is nothing else. All tasks are in service to the annual review. All activities are to curry me from labor to labor. Too tired to dream bigger. Happy Monday, I guess.
Fifty-Two
The Monday of Surprises.
In Out, In
Woke up feeling my mortality. Just knowing, by the pains, that I have a limited time here on this planet. I can’t swap bodies. Currently listening to Yes “Union” as though I was still 20 years old. Big world, big ideas, big future ahead. Hoarding the temporal wealth, week by week, never noticing the hole …