unspeakable.

i've carved out perhaps the simplest lifestyle i can possibly muster from Milwaukee. My dilemma is not being able to recognize anything much better than this. no distinct recognition. nothing spectacular. could my life be as good as it will get? a present-day arraogance might say so, but fact is fact.
+ surplus of income
+ virtually zero responsiblity
+ vitality and youth
+ potentiality of potential.


I guess I might be living my dream, but it's not quite there or it's grown stale. things need to change and won't. i'm not sure what else to do anymore. uncertainty is the opposite edge of a lake you dare not swim across.

there are bound to be seaweed tangles and misjudgements of distance. inevitability is the overriding certainty.