Random Twitches
Very tired, but jittery legs inspire racing thoughts.
Coming up on five years.
There I go again, looking at anniversaries as if the past matters.
Cataloging things I’m aware of and can admit, but on some level don’t yet feel.
Sky didn’t do this to me. It wasn’t about me. I just happened to be part of it.
I’m not going to wake up and discover that the last five years didn’t happen. But I do need to wake up. Stop stumbling about.
Things were; things change; things aren’t. New things are.
Been questioning science fiction lately. Last few months, I guess. Seeing it as “escapism.”
I need to exercise. Up to 271 pounds. Noticed aches in arms performing minor tasks; lifting a two-liter of soda shouldn’t hurt.
Shada’s a good cat.
Going to try to sleep again.