Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Stream of hyper-consciousness
the feeling today is odd and contemplative. i am having anxiety. again. it's been coming and going, oddly, lately. different than a long time. I have a spider bite on my arm that is essentially gone - from a month ago, it feels like - but it still itches. I scratch it every morning. No hives have developed but it feels like stress. like anxiety. I don't know if I'm dealing with anything well. I am not breaking down or freaking out or crying at work. I have started to hate my job. No. Not hate. feel weird about. Dia de los muertos came and went. I spend time talking with friends about OWS movement and that is so exciting I don't know what to do with it. I wonder about the ones we've lost. The battles. The friends. The family. The ones just gone to another world - the ones that have moved on to other different things. Do we pass in the night like two ships? If I see the port light, should I yield? this world of ours is so beautiful and amazing. I speak with trust and confidence. I feel better about myself than I have in a really long time. and I feel lost, weird. strange and disconnected. it's the same feeling every time i'm here. every time i'm...