A Moment of Clarity
January 24, 2009
I have managed to break free from the mania that has gripped my blog all week, upsetting my nice little schedule. I am so fatigued from the end of the work week and four straight light-bulb saga posts that I am begging off for today, and promise to bring the saga to a conclusion tomorrow, after which regularly scheduled programming will resume.
I would also like to take a brief moment to talk about personal stuff. I have been fighting off fugue states again all this week, and for a while now I’ve felt like I am just trying to get to each weekend so I can curl up into a little ball for two days and rest and try to reestablish my equilibrium. My life isn’t so hard, and although there have been a number of sad times lately, I feel like I should be able to cope with things if I could just stop feeling so depressed and bewildered for no apparent reason. I mean, sometimes it will just descend on me out of a blue sky.
Anyhow, those that read, thanks for reading, and I promise to wrap things up in grand style tomorrow, with a little help from a good friend who has been absent from this space for too long.
It’s been a long haul, and at this point I no longer care if the light blub came on or not. Ciao.
Gunnar,
If you read this, accept my apology. I am never terribly concerned with getting to the end of a story – the ending is never really the point with me. I could talk about Chaucer or Boccaccio and framing narratives, but instead let me put it this way: y’know those ladies who make embroidered throw pillows? They don’t do it ’cause they’re short on throw pillows.
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