waiting again the only task harder than waiting is to wait all over again it's like my life is jumping from one wait to the next I am a patient animal wounded but patient nothing in my wounds is personal I am a vagabond caught in the crossfire minutes fly out of my wretched life [...]
alone immersed in after-dark thoughts time flew like bullets putting in me a thousand holes my blood out of me, down the staircase down the drainpipes seeping out through the door right into the tree-roots, into the buried filth I see rot all around sitting without a hair on me what monster will I be [...]
it was another of those nights when I did not know of my whereabouts another such night of intoxication I can do better, only I lack reason why do better when this isn't that bad what am I trying to forget what am I running from. Copyright © Tomic Riter. All rights reserved.
woke up got up from the bed took a dump wore my shorts and my t-shirt drove out to the tea stall at the corner parked my bike, sat there on a plastic chair sat kept sitting while the old woman ruffled through the fresh stock of cookies and candies and whatever kept sitting and [...]
another evening in the countryside time to switch on the table lamp another evening without a sunset another evening chasing away the stray cat another evening alone another evening holed up in my bedroom another evening with a dirty pair of hands another evening in the cradle of crisis another evening feeling the same feelings [...]
I had been away but I hadn't gone anywhere I get paid once every month, what a failure considering I have to live each day, every minute I do not wish for problems that I cannot solve I have solved many by being patient the ones I couldn't solve, needless to say, they have ruined [...]
it's a morning the existence of which even the most insane of us cannot deny and it's alright that it's here and not somewhere else. Copyright © Tomic Riter. All rights reserved.
No diary entry since four days. Something has me disturbed. It better be something momentary. Over the course of life, all gets sorted out. The fact does bring me some peace. I need not rush, although I might feel the need to. How far will I go if I rush all the time. I want [...]
Merry time is almost over. In twelve hours, the drudgery resumes. Twelve hours of life left. Remove from that 9 hours of sleep. That leaves me with just three hours. Three hours. People talk about forever. How ridiculous. Turned down a dinner offer. I do not usually seek human connection. I like to remain utterly [...]
It has been a while. Forgot this corner of my life. I have been busy, with what, I cannot say. It's not like something important has kept me engaged. I am busy for nothing. Glad for another Friday. Book three in progress. The ceiling fan is working fine. The door to my room closes without [...]