The door

[undergroundpanther]

The Door
by Carl Pwccaman

Wednesday, December 18, 2002

Too grey, the clouds have blocked out light for three weeks as the rain continues. Waking up is a pointless exercise, today. I'm not quite sure what's adding to the fog today, maybe I just need more coffee, or some music in the background. Or maybe I should spend less time online. It is getting too repetitive, too obsessive, posting and checking for responses and then writing and hyperlinking and checking for responses on what I posted three minutes ago in response to three threads, and then back, and back like the needle of an old record player over a record with a skip towards the end.

That's the problem, we may be marching toward THE END.


http://web.pitas.com/page6/cp121802.html

[elshiva]

1. ????

[Kashka-Kat]

2. good one i know the feeling

its another form of self anesthesization, similar to gambling fever--endless searching for the big payoff--the buzz however brief & fleeting of connecting w/ someone somewhere... well not everyone gets hooked that way but some of us do... my email has not been functioning on my home computer for the past few weeks & for me it really has been a good thing... like waking up from a long sleep.