there was this check from the car's insurance company abandoned in the drawer and I knew I had to wait before to cash it-- with its three damn zeros. Now, wow, it entirely disappeared inside the subscription to what will be my task for the next six months -- going to school. And it didn't even covered the whole crap.
Awake all night... and my mind is fluctuating and dizzy -- my face as if pushing forward around the nose and distracting me-- ideas are made up in an approximate rational state -- occasional terror due to the shape of things to come-- but it is a cool sunny morning out, and one day soon I'll cut my hair again-- and nothing is all right, reasons, methods, conditions, covered portions of the truth in my life-- but che cazzo ci posso fare.