Except it’s really hard to hear if you get a text message when your phone is on your bed. It makes sort of a quiet hmm noise.
My laptop showed 1% battery. I plugged in the charger as fast as I could. My screen went to black. The computer had shut down to save itself. I had to wait for the re-boot of idiocy.
“Signs are small measurable things, but interpretations are illimitable, and in girls of sweet, ardent nature, every sign is apt to conjure up wonder, hope, belief, vast as a sky, and colored by a diffused thimbleful of matter in the shape of knowledge.”
– George Elliot, Middlemarch
To me, life’s tediousness means spaceships.
Instead of asking, I usually I just nod and smile and hope I didn’t just agree to play doubles tennis.
It must be from all the blue paint I put on.
Life in the Alps gives you wonderful perspective. Residing at a high altitude allows for nice, quiet, contemplation.
I got too much sleep. I drug myself from thinking thoughts by not getting enough sleep. Because that way, that way, I don’t think, and my brain is quiet, and it’s peaceful. All I can think about is how tired I am. I don’t think about anything but how soon I can rest. I feel less.
And my feelings of being less become forgotten. My brain thinks one wave at a time. My deeds have no impact later. There is not enough power to determine how me doing this today will prevent me from having to do this at a later point, when it will take more time. I can’t hold all the numbers in my head.
I regulate my atmosphere with sleep deprivation. The thoughts shoot slower. No new connections are formed. If I can’t think, then there’s no one inside my head to berate. No one constantly reminds I should have done this yesterday. Instead I tell myself I should have gotten more sleep.
Without much thought, the day goes by so much faster. When the night falls, I think, “I don’t want to go to sleep, because I don’t want to wake up tomorrow.” So I stay up late again. So I don’t have to think big, connecting, devious thoughts that turn my mind against my skull.
The only reason to keep a house clean is because you hate your life.