13.June.2001

tired and real

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i.am.tired.

For doing relatively nothing, rather than make myself more real by the second. And dropping ash on my arm. I must be sleepy tired. New things happening. Remind me to tell you how extraordinarily real I am becoming. Pretty soon, you'll be able to reach through the monitor and touch me. Or slap me around. Whichever comes first.

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time & machine