Stepford rain is falling – a squall line passed through here in the early hours of the morning. I’m thinking about the things I can’t do today, not just because of the rain but because of the disorganized manner in which I have organized my living lately. Sure, I do have legitimate obligations to fulfill each day, but there’re things I’m not getting done, and engaging in self-actualizing activities while failing to attend to various details of everyday life has the effect of a mildly narcotic recreational substance in terms of reality-escape. Gotta quit that.
