Empty bars in the afternoon

By means of extemporaneous discourse a study of the curiosities and peculiarities of the human condition in its many wicked and wise ways

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[519] The zone

You know what’s good? You know what’s fucking great? When you get in the zone and you’re on top of everything. I’ve got it all back recently, and I’m back in the zone. I’ve got the funny back. It feels like I’m the old me again. For about a year and half I could tell I wasn’t me. The right things just weren’t popping into my head – it was all shit, a second too slow to be even half-relevant. The people closest to me who tell me the truth said that I’d changed, and I knew it, but if I’ve learned one thing it’s that no matter how cerebral anyone is they’re still utterly prey to the undercurrent of mood and emotion, so I couldn’t just change myself back magically.

Dan said a while ago, on this site if I recall correctly, that he’d noticed patterns in his life that read more.

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