Trainspotting in the Synaptic Realm

I was waiting for that moment where from within comes that geyser of an energy to jot down a power blog ... yes, it's been 22 days since i could actually figure myslef in front of this machine to punch something down... How has it been in those 3 weeks... 4 hours of sleep..on a mon-fri basis.. with a scheduled drinking time ..makes it bearable... nothing to complain abt .. just some growing pains ..and at certain moments ...moments of vulnerability .... there upon arrives this cloak to blind you ..and stab you with the feelings of loneliness, despair and all the other carnal sins that can be conjured up ...

And in one such fit of despair ... i tried to look around at the kids and hear watz up with em... (ajnu, avi,t,etc...)...it's kinda weird i feel ancient... i've seen been or done what these kids are experiencing as of when we speak .. and there'sn't a thing i can proactively contribute to making a difference... it would have been great if geography didn't separate us in this way.. to quote Baz Luhrmann,"Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young." And the urge to do so just fills me up ...

I'm drifting off into a world of my own.... there are imaginary ppl there ... there are my versions of ppl there... it's all i have ... an enclosure in the synaptic realm....

Right now i'm waiting in that train station in that synaptic realm waiting for the next abstract thought to come my way... how long is my wait i dont know... where will my ride take me ...i havent a clue... will it be there... i sure do hope so...