I was a stranger today. I haven't written here for a while but felt it might be a good thing to put some thoughts down, to write something out before I watch another DVD. Stop thinking about Christmas, about the beginning of a new year. Wasn't it this time of year sooner than a year ago? I might argue that, but oftentimes it's too long, time passes too slowly. When I look in the full length mirror next to my bed in the morning, I see the oldest man. The flow of money is getting better. The lifestyle is cleaner, smoother edges, modern. Access to all media remains within the reach of a finger. Drinks are optional, always available, and drugs boring. Work is getting more and more creative. Not satisfied.
