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May 31, 2005 16:27

A run around the sun isn't enough time for me to get my act together. The calendar needs to take a rest around the last minutes of May, it's always an unexpected transition between the 31st and the 1st. Suddenly it's a day before the one and only day i shouldn't be forgetting. 364 chances to screw up, and I don't even get it right once. An email and a phone call are never enough on a day like this. I had a plan of action, I had adventure on the mind, I had an imagination and a credit card. If only I had a sense of time or priority. My procrastination has finally caught up with me in a way that makes me cringe. Shit, smack, stupid, I really meant perfection. He wont voice it, his hands wont pound it out in visual communication, but disappointment is obviously encrypted in his correspondence. It's odd what a difference, what a depression, the anniversary of a day you don't remember can cause.
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