I really shouldn't be blogging now. I've got a veritable crabload of work to do. How much is a crabload? How much does the maximum daily food intake of the number of crabs you can fit into your mouth weigh? I don't know either.
Lux Aeterna again. This suggests that I'm worried about something.
I'm feeling much better now. It's as though the Father reached His hand through my chest and is keeping my heart beating. I can actually feel it. On the other hand, I've spent much of the day high on Silence. Silence and World are drugs, but not normal drugs; they're imaginary. This doesn't make them any less effective. I only take them when I'm stressed. If I ever get addicted I've sworn to give myself an I-told-you-so and a smack upside the head. But that shouldn't happen.
I'm still... angry, somehow. Going up and down. Up and down. Let's blame it on the end of the year coming up. That makes sense.
The Panda Party hasn't been updated in awhile. I hope she hasn't given up.
Sigh. What can I say? The continued existence of life. I go on. The world tries its best to go faster. I end up with a crabload of work and a piano lesson.
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