Acceleration curve disco: revisited
The faster I juggle, the more balls I find in my hands. I cast around inside and outside myself, seeking something to ease the effort. Fact is though, there’s no way out but straight through the chaos. To stop and rest only means that balls fall. I am desperately tired, in my body and my mind, and I can afford rest for neither. Even now, I ache for a sweet order-inducing hop skip and jump through my own mind (a.k.a. a coherent blog entry), but, I am nothing more than a giddy chid, overtired and desperately hyper with nothing but my own failing flailing kinetic energy between me and unwanted sleep. I’m gonna hop skip and jump until I drop. Shall we see what shakes loose? (more…)
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