10.26.06

i've been at my job for nearly five months now. the company's changed while i've been there. it's still strange.

in the shower tonight i was thinking about reading at bowdoin. specifically, i was thinking about reading religion books. close-together lines of text with italics every five or six words, either blurry or sharp ink on thick, yellowish stock. processing thoughts that made me feel like i was getting somewhere. i miss the frequency of that impression.

in the meantime, i'm still not getting enough sleep. a small life is building itself nonetheless.