Tuesday, May 28, 2002

8 hours after I woke up this morning, I regained consciousness. Some portion of me woke up at 7:15. This fraction of Ari managed to perceive, to move, to think in relatively complex manners--but the whole time was only partially aware of itself--gazing up at itself at its world through very muddy glasses.
Wait, wait wait
My glasses are muddy!
But no, this is an insufficient explanation for the state I've been in. I've been....trudging. Brainfatigued, sleepneedingnow.I'm going to bike home, library, call the girl, eat, visit politics and prose, sleep, play music, dream of skin softer than water and smoother than silk. Order to be determined.