It's almost 7:00 PM. I want to get an early start on this post. I got home about an hour ago, and I have been trying to get some rest. All day I had an allergy headache, so imagine that, plus very little sleep I had last night, plus having a lot on my mind, plus....I don't want to say it.
Well, it's now 7:00 PM and I can't think of anything to say. Plus I'm getting really sleepy, and I need to rest. I leave you with part of the lyrics from Radiohead's song titled No Surprises.
A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired, unhappy
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us
I'll take the quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxide
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent
Silent
Talk to you tomorrow....
Ottessa Moshfegh's *Lapvona *follows the life of Marek, a 13-year-old
peasant boy who lives in a cruel world of sadism and stink, cannibalism and
self-flag...
4 hours ago
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