acidicman

It's at times like these the first verse of the M*A*S*H song always seems so damn introspective.

Through early morning fog I see
visions of the things to be.
The pains that are witheld for me
I realise and I can see.

I need some light. I briefly see a bit of daylight in the morning for about 5 minutes before I get to work, then I can get a bit more light if I go out for lunch. The winter is really getting boring now. I wouldn't mind if it snowed a bit, or there was just something to split up the never ending darkness. Just dark, wet and cold.

I really need some sleep. I was almost in tears this morning getting up. I just can't get my head to shut the fuck up when I do go to bed and lie there chatting away till like 2. That leaves me 5 hours. I need my sleep. Why is it only during the day I'm tired, come the evening I'm buzzing. Ready for whatever the day will throw at me. Aaaaaaargh.

Mighty river snaking through a cold country. Carrying the constituents of all life on the endless cycle around the planet. Carving a path through the earth, never taking the direct route. How permanent you are and yet so quickly poisoned, imprisioned and enslaved by humanity.