at sea, adrift, wrestling with existential fear

Yes, I’m afraid things are bad. It is on all levels: malaise about life, an inability to drink enough water, sleeplessness, too much sleep, moping about the past, hatred of the past, fear of literature, fear of laundry, excess carbon, and not being able to duck a curse. I have even seen the new James Bond movie and experienced not so much lift as muddle.

This badness comes at a time when I’d thought I’d outwitted most of these things (well, maybe not my laundry) through the help of an excellent book called “The Now Habit” about overcoming procrastination. So it is also hubris that has tripped me up. Alas, today I am procrastinating again. I would write more except I think it would be just grumbling. I am going to push back from the computer and take a walk.