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January 22, 2002
Waking dreams haunted me today. Totally different from lucid dreaming. I fear I've pushed too far past my endurance and now hope I can manage recovery without total downtime.
I remember so many moments: my poem that Hilberry liked it so much, surprising me; tempting, or taunting, the cop at BK; the marathon Wagner weekend; celebrating the dissertation defense. I wonder what might have been.
Perhaps this is just a product of being so tired, the rational part of my being is only able to process work-related issues, leaving me adrift with the irrational, illogical remains of my private life.