April 6th, 2007

laszlo moholy-nagy_chx


All the stuff that goes into my head these days just drips out again.

Oh, I'm not talking about food and drink and such. EW! I mean things such as what time it is and whether or not I've fed the cat (she soon lets me know when I don't, of course.)

Time lost track of goes away sooner than one expects, but in the meantime not really.

OK, the pollen has absolutely destroyed my ability to either think or to explain what I think I've thought. I could use an April shower to wash the air clean. I probably won't get one.

Spring fevered, yes, that's what I am.

Look how the sentences fly apart!