January 6, 2008

instead of the ruffling of papers, sounds of pages turning and leaves being scribbled upon,
i hear the sharp sounds of keys going down,
i feel my eyes strain after being exposed - naked - to the light of the screen,
i feel my head ache as it attempts to construct a logical list out of jumping ideas
(they go up, they sink down. sometimes they seem lost but othertimes i find them again),
and i exhaust my brain (because
i can’t seem to think, or i am not in the mood for it) –
but i need to write a conclusion
and i am still quite far from it.