on the way home
2005-08-03 ~ 3:33 a.m.

sometimes i wonder who the puppet master of emotions is. like when i just can't get a grip. nothing serious, just no traction. why no traction now?

i get it when it is hormonal. (after a day or so) but not just randomly.

maybe it's the month. maybe it's the time. maybe it's my unsatisfied other. maybe it's a wicked elf. i don't know.

the quality of music on the radio improves vastly later at night on some stations. that is one thing i learned today.

...i am going to bed.

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