ok

time, that elusive factor that seems to rule my life in-and-out of nothing. i say things, make claims to opinions and thoughts that i have no right to, and accept.

step one, done.

step two, handle the responsibility of understanding that details don't matter so much as life itself. living, that action which takes so much out of you... out of me. i sleep, but even sleep isn't an escape as it once was.

so i just stop thinking...

and everything is ok.