aosid's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - it's funny, these weird rituals i go through to focus. like somehow, if i concentrate enough of my thoughts somewhere, on a yellow legal pad or as a quick breathless mantra or in this electronic basin, they'll somehow be distilled into potent worth. but really, it's probably less abstract, more pragmatic. if some non-zero fraction of what i think and write is worthwhile, then i can always think and write enough words to have a significant wealth of ideas, yeah? panning for inspiration. if any of that is remotely true, how should i feel about the chaff, the methanol, the less-favored children? i think i know. sentiment, always sentiment. even about excessive metaphors. 3:55 a.m. - 2011-07-23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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