10 November 2012
My personal track record seems to be telling me
that it’s
hard for me to be totally honest with myself about myself,
both about what I can
do and what I can’t or won’t or don’t want to do.
On a quite regular basis,
I tell myself I’ll do it and I have a good feeling about
that I’m going to do it
and I go to
bed thinking about how I am going to do it
and feeling good as I drift into
sleep on that certainty.
And then, when I wake up ?
It’s a
- Whole
- Different
- World
- Different
- Story
- Different
- fuckin’
UNIVERSE,
and I have NO desire to
do it at all,
which leaves me
wondering when it was, exactly,
how it was, please,
that I told or bought the lie,
slipped it in and swallowed it.
