Feeling broken right now. Cogs ceasing.
This continuous slog towards nothing is pretty hard to deal with, autumn seems endless.
Time fails to function as I watch through incessant windscreen wipers, the pointless death of summer. The self indulgent clutching of the throat as it slowly writhes away all damp and soggy.
Fuck Autumn, it means nothing me. Hibernation seems favourable. Got to work on more insular projects now, forget that people and places exist.
