Up late, many things to do today. I have a telephone interview. It is an important one. I must project confidence, ability. I must seem attractive to an employer. How one goes about a thing I do not know. I will probably never be good at job interviews. It is something I've come to accept. I try not to be too relaxed, too much myself. It is always a danger.
I just want to sleep, to fall back into bed and drift into myself, then away.
"His eyebrows looked thick and heavy, they were thick and heavy. They wanted to slide down into his wet circular mouth and vanish but life wouldn't let them." - Bukowski