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Sorry I haven’t been writing much lately. Depression. Happens from time to time to those of us who think and feel. A lot of things just kind of piled up at once into this emotional bottleneck and I fled into myself. Dive! Dive! Dive! The alarm goes off like on a submarine. Doesn’t happen often.

The idiocy of America definitely has a lot to do with it. Add a little culture (after)shock (I’ve been here just over two years and this is my second bout with it). Missing my kid and family in California. Dying for some fucking Mexican food. Watching my project moving like it’s in one of those kid nightmares where you’re running in slow-mo and there’s a monster after you. Wondering if my project is the monster…

I’ll surface again soon. Don’t worry, I have my lifeguard.

But you know, when it gets like this, you tend to see a lot of sad. I saw this and got that song from Hair stuck in my head, Easy to be Hard.

Stuff like that.

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