Saturday, February 21, 2009

Who has time?

I am out of time. My days are filled. I have a digital calendar that keeps my schedule straight...and when I look at that screen filled with color-coordinated to-dos I can't help but feel nostalgic for my younger days--like when I was 20.

When I was 20 years old I had no television set, no cell phone, no computer. I lived alone in a state where I had no relatives. I was smoking copious amounts of marijuana and expanding my horizons with psychedelics. I worked at shitty jobs that earned me enough money to pay for shitty apartments, and once a year I would drive half-way across the country to visit my parents and friends that were "back home".

Life was simple, relatively speaking. I have memories of entire days where I had not a single obligation. The only decision-making I needed to put forth was regarding lunch entrees and public park destinations. My time was mine to spend.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009


This is an experiment in narcissism. If you wish to leave a comment feel free. I know I would...