eleven hours and twenty minutes on the wheel today.
i need to go do something crazy. climb a mountain or something. cut my hair. do handstands. i skipped lunch in favor of coffee and water, and i’m sure my partner in crime will not be so pleased. there has to be some major soul searching coming up around the bends, before i get lost in the pig fat american world of consumerism. buy! bigger! better! let’s all sell our souls! so we can trade time against convenience and lifestyle, so we can gain pleasures from our pain.