Journal Archives from theDreamworld ... July 2016

July 2016

July 31, 2016

Make this end.

Posted at 7:56 AM

July 30, 2016

Help me Obi-Wan, you're my only hope ... seriously - nobody else is making any effort, that's for sure ...

Posted at 8:23 AM

July 29, 2016

Misery loves company ... but the only company is me.

Posted at 7:45 AM

July 28, 2016

So sad. So down. So hopeless.

Posted at 7:42 AM

July 27, 2016

Heat - bad.
Pain - bad.
Everything - bad.

Posted at 8:03 AM

July 26, 2016

Why?

Posted at 7:12 AM

July 25, 2016

No.

Posted at 8:11 AM

July 24, 2016

: (

Posted at 8:26 AM

July 23, 2016

This has to stop.

Posted at 10:20 AM

July 22, 2016

That was a dirty trick, brain.

Posted at 9:36 AM

July 21, 2016

Stupidity rules.

Posted at 9:09 AM

July 20, 2016

The headlines are that Trump secured the Republican nomination. How is this news? Who anywhere didn't expect this would happen at the Republican convention after all of his opponents had already weeks ago conceded after failing to garner sufficient votes. And now the news acts like it's amazing ...

Posted at 7:45 AM

July 19, 2016

How much more miserable can it get? (Should I even ask such a question?)

Posted at 8:17 AM

July 18, 2016

Second verse, same as the first.

Posted at 7:59 AM

July 17, 2016

I hate my life.

Posted at 8:50 AM

July 16, 2016

What?

Posted at 8:22 AM

July 15, 2016

Wah.

Posted at 7:49 AM

July 14, 2016

It's hot. Africa hot. Tarzan couldn't stand this kind of heat.

Posted at 7:39 AM

July 13, 2016

Welcome to the jungle, we've got ... massive heat and humidity ...

Posted at 8:09 AM

July 12, 2016

Too hot.

Posted at 8:46 AM

July 11, 2016

A Wind Has Blown the Rain Away

a wind has blown the rain away and blown
the sky away and all the leaves away,
and the trees stand. I think i too have known
autumn too long
(and what have you to say,
wind wind wind—did you love somebody
and have you the petal of somewhere in your heart
pinched from dumb summer?
O crazy daddy
of death dance cruelly for us and start
the last leaf whirling in the final brain
of air!) Let us as we have seen see
doom’s integration . . . . . . . . . . . . . a wind has blown the rain
away and the leaves and the sky and the
trees stand:
the trees stand. The trees,
suddenly wait against the moon’s face.

—e.e. cummings

Posted at 8:56 AM

July 10, 2016

Pain has the element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.
It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.

— Emily Dickinson

Posted at 8:18 AM

July 9, 2016

This is pointless.

Posted at 7:52 AM

July 8, 2016

Too hot.

Posted at 7:16 AM

July 7, 2016

Tired.

Posted at 8:01 AM

July 6, 2016

Really, this has to change.

Posted at 8:15 AM

July 5, 2016

What? You expected me to write something interesting? Have you been following this Journal ...

Posted at 9:01 AM

July 4, 2016

I am far from feeling my independence or freedom today. This bout of depression is unrelenting.

Posted at 8:03 AM

July 3, 2016

Never winning, always at a loss.

Posted at 9:10 AM

July 2, 2016

All gone. All gone.

Posted at 7:57 AM

July 1, 2016

So, so wrong.

Posted at 7:56 AM