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My mind won't stop with the day's triviliaties (I didn't smoke this morning, or on the way to work, or at work, or on the way home from work, but I lit a cigarette not long after I got home, but couldn't smoke more than four drags),

deeper wants and goals (new destinations, the thought of my own place, plane and train tickets, productive)

, my remaining shames (overweight, bad teeth, balding)

, questions and doubts. (why do I think so much about?)

I'm going for a drive where twenty minutes ago I was ready for bed.

I listened to "Only in Dreams" by Weezer just now, having found my old tape, and I didn't feel the need to crank it up during the grand finish.

It's a privelege to be my friend, you know, despite the drivel I've just posted.