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Mid-October brought me to a point of regression which I continue to analyze. Never again loses meaning incrementally and all the reasoning and seasoning in the world can still, within a matter of mere minutes, be reduced to infinitesimality. Just added that to the dictionary.
November was deep checklist territory — nothing approaching penance, just undermotivation and overcommitment running neck and neck.
December’s going to be much the same. I think about it being different and I get extensively thrilled and summarily defeated in quick succession.
Music has been coming into my life in a few new ways. I readily admit to the cerebral influence of WPR. Sunday mornings, sunlight shimmering on the lake, some fine folk singer/songwriter, sign me up.
But the tale gets slightly more sordid from there. I watch questionable shows and youtube the lyrics of the songs I like, or think I might based on the most fleeting snippets of mood music. Some of those snippets are mighty misleading. Others, less so.





