I am torn between a feeling of inactivity and a contempt for tradition in my quest for purpose in this life. There is so much motion all around me wherein I find myself displaced and at odds with the commotion of the others. Today is a day of great solitude and happinesses.
Recently I went to the grocery store, purchasing oranges, bread and some other item. Broccoli. All my choices were unimpeachable certainly, on all ethical and moral basi. Today was spent for the most part watching House MD. Certainly if I could have my pick of celebrity spokesperson, that would be it. Ironic that it took a British playing an American to properly capture that spirit of individualist Anarchism that best represents all which is noble down south.
Evian is my new best friend and the light is my new enemy. Crazy words from a crazy man - or maybe, just maybe, a phrase with which you would have to view my entire life to glimpse the meaning.
All around me people work, necessary jobs get done and I sit and observe and think. Today is a good day because I did not eat out of a dumpster.
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