Sorrows of a Young ManThe sorrows of a young man in the city, being a palimpsest of Goethe's Werther.I can't get anything done- October 14, 2003 It's terrible. My energy completely replaced by apathy. I can't just sit there and relax my mind, but I also can't get anything done. I don't have any imagination, sense of beauty, sense of anything. Even this blog starts to disgust me. If you don't feelhttp://blog.outer-court.com/werther/archive/2003_10_14_index.html#106616113943524620 There's no use- October 14, 2003 There's no use reaching out for her at night when I wake up from a nightmare, sweating. There's no use trying to find her lying in my bed in the morning, when I just dreamed sitting next to her outside a cafe, talking to her, hugging her, kissing her. I fhttp://blog.outer-court.com/werther/archive/2003_10_14_index.html#106616059382762760 |