tales from an ordinary world

2001-01-16

and I don't sing, I shout
The Fall.

I'm no soldier of fortune, I live my life unknown, uncrowned. It's fine, just fine. There's always another kink in the road, unseen circumstances, beautiful things. It's all about technique, with a bit of procedure and a bit of ad-libbing. On days like this, we've got it all - idle moments, frenzied panic, nuclear annoyance, the wonderful feeling of accomplishment, and (finally) recovery and relief.