Testing, 1 2 3

We're afraid of mediocrity and stay awake late day dreaming and working on our own private projects, the things we can stay alive for. Phones keep ringing off the hook today while doctors discuss borderline personality disorder in the other room but in the booth at the top of the auditorium I am safe enough.

I read through an old project last night, wading through 90 minutes of pages I haven't laid eyes on in 9 months, about as long as I have loved my love. The experience is somewhat exciting, whenever there is the possibility of something one can smile. But then one has to go to bed.