morning meditation

2003-02-11, 2:46 p.m.

it's gonna take a lot of effort, and it's going to take a lot of hours. open eyes, reverting to a primal understanding of the composition, a table with a bowl and a milk carton. i look in between, and directly at each object just to see the rest of the day unfolding. even when its deathly quiet in here, i still catch bits of commercials whizzing through my head in what seems to be by voice (i could never make out if the voice inside is mine or the collective voices of many thousands of people).

that's where i smile, and i get up, sinking into the beige carpet and walk away from the milky sunlight coming through the windows.