Monday, November 03, 2003

Familar panic and the run-for-cover screams...

I don't understand. This is not the usual forerunner of doom. This one is a new guy. I don't know him, he doesn't scare me....he unnerves, displaces and disorients, but doesn't evoke any fear.

I don't understand. What manner of enemy, what category of foe? Do I fight or flee?
It's been a great week. Been to see this and this...

Sunday night, I am dead and dying and hoping to find a new day and a new morning...complications galore, but nothing worth killing myself over...

Sparkling conversations, interesting company and people galore...somewhere I have in me the sneaking feeling that it doesn't get better than this.