It is cloudy today. Nice. I am now dealing with the effects of excitement. Ideas. Intellectual stuff. But, I don’t want to be excited, it messes with my sleep. I must say, when I’m sad, I sleep good. I don’t enjoy life, but that’s a minor inconvenience. Why enjoy life anyway?
Feelings. Emotions. Up, down, slow, fast. It’s actually enjoyable to be down, to cast everything off. When I’m excited, I’m seething, teeming with currents. It’s annoying. When I’m sad, everything’s futile, so what’s the use? That’s kinda nice. I can actually relax. Nothing really matters. All is futile.
Ya know, I’d rather take life as it comes, without all these vicissitudes, without all these tides that change. How nice it must be to be free of feelings and emotions. They are all disturbances.
I think the only real feeling is sadness…
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Meow.
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