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i keep a notebook by my bed. do you? i used to be conscientious about writing down my dreams and other nocturnal cogitations—until i'd trained myself to wake up after every dream and started ruining my nights' sleep. i'm afraid i've swung too far in the other direction now; weeks go by without pencil touching paper. ...and as the palimpsest at left shows, writing in the dark is not without its risks. in case you can't read it, the two entries read:
but it's also tempting to read it as, "it's ok i'm not time who i have to think doing it i am." well, no one said it had to make sense.
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