- Mood:
Depressed - Listening to: Trivium
- Reading: The Twelfth Card by Jeffrey Deaver
- Watching: bats in the sky and some stars besides the pc
- Playing: life
- Eating: not much lately...lack of $$$
- Drinking: lots of beer n water
The man's delight in looking forward to and hoping for some particular satisfaction is a part of the pleasure flowing out of it, enjoyed in advance. But this is afterward deducted, for the more we look forward to anything the less we enjoy it when it comes.
And well, certainly there's no delightful things to think about or own, refletcions, inflections, perfections and all those shits, just thinking about them...what's the point?