Nominality

The noise is finally loud enough now. I am finally getting enough interference and distraction to realize what it is I am focusing on. I am overwhelmed and overworked and tired. All I want to do is drink and sleep. There is just about nothing else in the world that I ever feel like doing but running away and hiding; or lying down and dying. I just feel so exhausted. Everything I’ve done is pushed aside by the clutter of excessive details and nominal declarations.