It was unavoidable. The Muses kept on pointing at the back of the car. And I didn't want to listen to them. I didn't even notice the slowing down and speeding up of an engine with the hiccups. So the literary car broke down and now I find myself standing alongside the highway, at chapter 19, wondering W..T..F...I feel especially uninspired today. Maybe because I did the expenses of the last month and finally came eye to eye with the fact that we're spending a lot more than what we bring in. Maybe because my digital escape (the Internet) is more faulty than ever (500kbps? really?). My UPS broke yesterday, leaving me having to rewire my power to my 2 computers and 3 displays (and Nancy's work spot too... don't tell her). These things cost time. They cost money. They leave me unwilling to do anything. I don't even care if I sound whiny (cuz I do) and weak (cuz I am). Thanks to my Dutch friend HJ for the moral and practical support. I appreciate it. I really do. I just have to actually get energized to do something with it.
Does everybody have days like these? I wonder. Sigh. I guess I need to stop moping, huh? Alright. I'll give you a better read tomorrow...I hope.
Pfaw...where did I put that stupid tire jack?
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