I Don't Know

I haven't told you a story in more than two weeks. Why? I don't know. It is the season of Halloween and I should be at my strongest. Instead I feel tired and empty. Why? I don't know. I should have the greatest window display in the neighborhood. Instead, I haven't put a single thing in the window. Why? I don't know. I should be putting the finishing touches on my Halloween costume. Instead, I've barely begun. Why? I don't know.

So many things happened at once. The chair broke. I knew it was comfortable. But I did not realize just how comfortable until it was gone. I tried other chairs. This lead to pains in my wrists, fingers, neck, knees, and headaches.

My calendar ran out at the end of September. So hard to stay fixed in linear time, so hard.

I keep forgetting to eat. Last week, due to absentmindedness, I went three days without eating. That I suffer no great problems due to this is no surprise to me. What bothers me is that I don't seem to be losing weight.

My computer now sputters, wheezes, and knocks while it operates. I pulled it out for maintenance and found a puddle of oil underneath. It's worse every day. I think I might be able to fix it. I can get a robe of woven of lodestone thread from several shops in Philadelphia. I recall most of the chants to summon the necessary oracle spirits. I think the chrysolite heart talisman is somewhere in my living room. I should be able to repair and rejuvenate this machine. But, I don't know if I can. To be without a gateway to halls of lightning and ether is a frightening thought indeed.

I have feeling that I wanted to tell you something more. But, what it was I don't know.