Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Thursday, March 15, 2001

My watch keeps stopping. Usually when I'm asleep. As if it was kinetically charged, and being away from my skin makes it sulk and die. It's not that cold yet. I don't know what its problem is. It does raise an interesting issue, though, in the vein of the buddhism lecturer the other day declaring that you knew you had slept because time has passed. If time hasn't passed, have I slept?

Yes, this is a stupid argument. I'm tired. I haven't been sleeping. Or maybe I have.

I had something else to say here, but it seems to have slipped my memory. That's been happening a lot recently. Taking notes and realise I've forgotten part of the sentence that came barely a minute ago. Is this sleep-deprivation?

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