I’m sitting at home on a Sunday. I feel tired and listless.
I’m getting over a cold.
I’ve spent most of the day in bed listening to lectures on making money online.
As far as that goes, I haven’t made much progress in many months. I’m still making about $10 a day from adsense.
I went into the chatroom and asked for a hug but got no takers.
Emma’s gone for the weekend.
I feel empty inside.
I remember a time when I was energized and full of purpose — March 2003.
We were invading Iraq and I followed along on the tele. I thought the shock and awe campaign was particularly neat.
It got me very excited.
I felt like a real man.
I’d like to feel like that again.
I wanna bomb Iran. Shock & awe, baby!
When I was young, I felt like I had no limits.
These days, unless I’m in my manic phase, I feel surrounded by limits. If I add something to my life, I have to take something else away.
I wanna feel free and powerful again.
I wanna bomb Iran.
Is that so wrong?