Saturday, March 04, 2006

This Space Under Construction

Spring cannot get here fast enough.

I am smoking too many cigarettes (one is too many).

I am spending too much unproductive time sitting in this seat, staring at this screen and finding frivolous time wasters to justify my current existence.

I am outspending my monthly retirement check by about a grand or more a month.

I am sick and tired of beautiful blue sky days that invite me outdoors, but are still too damn windy and cold to spend more than a few minutes outside.

I am puzzled and frustrated by my inability to hold more than a simple thought in my head for more than a nanosecond, which makes it impossible to pen anything of substance.

I want to go home. (Newsflash: I AM HOME).