Tuesday, September 02, 2003

These are strange times. I struggle in vain to achieve consistency while in constant flux. One a roller-coaster in 'repeat'. It seems like the same patterns on a faster rhythm. Seems like the older I grow, the easier I screw up. The bigger the risk, the smaller the pay-off. If, of course, there's a payoff to begin with.

An empty house and a cluttered mind. All in good time, but it seems like time's running out. Running out on the streets and seeping into the cracks on the road. Downward, out of sight, out of reach. And no precipitation, no reverse osmosis, is ever going to fill this empty house.

My head's heavy and I have these articles to read. Also a paper to write. And I don't have anything important enough to say. Except of course, that life's getting interesting. No wonder the old Chinese curse that goes, 'May you live in interesting times'.

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