9-5

Wake up. Fall back to sleep. Veer in and out of dreams. In and out of a paralysed fascination with being alive. The is-ness of the thing. The consciousness of it. The meaninglessness of it. I'm awake again. Sporting a rock-hard erection. Have to get up now. Have to. Do it all over again. Make some more decisions. Put off making more decisions. Something always held back. Hi, how was your weekend? Oh fuck off.