steppenwolf

i went to bed tired and woke up exhausted. caffeine is doing bad things to my body. cigarettes are doing awful things to my throat. i feel like i am in one of the skits in coffee and cigarettes (heyyyy! you're bill-ground-hog-day-ghostbustin-murray!), sitting around doing nothing and wandering around in my head. but i dont dream faster - i just cant fall asleep. put on some joy division to coax my uneasy restless mind to sleep (but it didn't work), and before that was top gun and its 80s cheese. this morning its the white stripes. been listening to a lot of music lately, trying to distract the distracting/procrastinating part of my mind while i study. oasis (cigarettes and alcohol), led zeppelin (going to california), simon and garfunkel (seven o'clock news/silent night), silverchair (pure massacre), jeff buckley (lilac wine), the cure (friday i'm in love), tori amos (china), the clash (lost in the supermarket), the velvet underground (pale blue eyes), the whitlams (unreliable), jet (move on), and, of course, pink floyd (careful with that axe eugene).

Steppenwolf: most men will not swim before they are able to. isn't it witty? naturally, they won't swim! they are born for the solid earth, not for the water. and naturally they won't think. they are made for life, not for thought. yes, and he who thinks, what's more, he who makes thought his business, he may go far in it, but he has bartered the solid earth for the water, all the same, and one day he will drown.