Saturday May 1, 2004

When I  wake from a nap, or emerge from an absorption in a good book, I want to feel content and rested or pleasantly reflective.  Instead, my resumption of normal consciousness brings the weight of obligations and assignments and time constraints.  Is it wrong to wish those gone?

“I’ll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought’s escaping,
Home where my music’s playing…”
-Simon and Garfunkel “Homeward Bound”

[Edit 11:28 PM]
Maybe I should post more private entries.  Or just stop posting on this blog and use a real hard-cover journal.

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