Tag: depression

  • uneasy sleep

    [This is directly transcribed, without changes or edits, from a journal entry dated April 11th, 1994] And it doesn’t get any better as the days go on. Wasted time and uneasy sleep. Like Macbeth, I have murdered the deep life — drowned by days, and smothered under chemical work and answering machines.

  • haunted

    [This is directly transcribed, without changes or edits, from a journal entry dated April 4th, 1994] Ghost dreams. Windows that won’t stay closed. Doors opening onto nothing. Tired and depressed, once again.