strange days stranger nights
i'm listening to SSION's who's your favourite, baby. and there's this sample that keeps going: take out the trash, take out the trash. i could be taking a shower, doing my accounts, catching up on my readings. but no, i'm here, mentioning to you how strange this all feels. i don't feel like doing these things, becauses it's gonna bring about a certain unintelligeble closure to the day. you could call that strange. i don't know, mebbe it stems from something like.. an unaccomplishedness, and if i finish the day and go to sleep, i'd have wasted the day away. but we all have to sleep sometime. it would be nice if someone kind of knows wot im talking about and could offer some fresh insight to this behaviour.
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