Rot

I had added more than I thought to this blog. This is encouraging. I can’t stand starting from scratch, going over all the basics from the beginning again and again. I really shouldn’t fight it but I cannot keep myself in line. I really cannot kick the pants of all the rest of those bastards who can fight the deep fight.

Even on here I revert to using the same words I used to scribble all the time. “Deep” and “fight” are probably the most commonly used. They’re single-syllable and mean something important. They’re full of something I cannot imagine. They’re all just crushing my balls, man.

I have to get three paragraphs out of it all. I have to get something out of it, not for me but for whatever alien civilization discovers this on a rotting disk somewhere. Whatever it’s stored on, whatever it’s kept on. They will have to try to make sense of it, just as I am doing right now. I’m not hitting return because I want to keep it at three paragraphs. I haven’t got anything further today. All out. But the point is to keep going when you think you’re done, that is how you push yourself further than you previously could go.

Fuck it, fourth paragraph.