tales from an ordinary world

2000-09-23

The day goes slowly, like the gentle guitar sounds of a particular CD I picked up. Putting the pants on one leg at a time. I hate button flys, but my 501s fit so well I gave in and bought another pair. So easy to zone out when you walk around the CBD, people, construction, chain stores, everybody's trying really hard. Except me. I'd wish it all away in a moment. But I shouldn't. Why do I feel so detached ? Why doesn't it matter to me ?