Life is a drag. Yesterday (I think it was yesterday) I walked into the kitchen, saw the pile of dishes in the sink and felt like jumping out the window. Then I remembered we live on the second floor, so...
As you can see glorious season of spring has come. And with it a really low and depressed phase of life. Usually it's in March. Now it's April.
I feel I should become less and let something greater grow. I should distance myself from the past and forget the things of yesterday.
I wish I could have kept the blog and had some way to express my thoughts to the world. Though it's better this way.
Break all the things and shed them to tiny pieces. Leave nothing behind, neither friend, nor foe.
So I'm still reading Peter the Great by Robert K. Massie. I think in the end the book will have taken 2 months to complete. I kind of stopped for a while. And yesterday I began On First Principles by Origen.
This a particularly bad time. You don't even bother to try, to do anything, just go through the motions. Let the current take you wherever it may.
Short version is I fudged things up again.
Perhaps I shouldn't abandon ProseBox in the future.
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