08.12.05 - 8:50 p.m.

As The Action Lab (my house) prepares to die, I'm trying to discover what it ever meant. Maybe nothing very objective. But it became the reason that I don't feel like the same things happen in the city of "the newly wed and nearly dead" as in other places. Even the disenchantment is weaker here when it stalks into the ring. Like it trekked all the way from some uglier, harder place.

I think the root of most problems is that a lot of people were afraid of the dark at some point. That probably doesn't ever really leave you..... but just hangs around as other kinds o suspicions. The monsters shrink....as the grass grows taller.........

see< >saw

i whisper hello to everything