Later

I made it to the library yesterday. I checked out a couple of Zizek books, Looking Awry and Enjoy Your Symptom, and Roland Barthes’ Mythologies.

The big news is that I slept for six hours straight without waking up which only happens in a blue moon (such is the paltry nature of big news). My mind seems strange to me today without the blanket of fatigue it usually lies under.

I would like to write about a lot of things right now, but I can’t find the right words (as if I ever do).

I’ll try later.