Too much sleep

It's strange. Even as things all about me continue to degenerate, I personally feel fine. Well, I feel bad for quite a lot of people these days, but on an individual level, I find myself fairly stable and cruising along. A bit of a change from most of the time, when I'm struggling badly with a ton of questions and doubts, but swallowing it because no one seems interested, or if they are interested, it's unlikely to be interesting to elaborate on my rather convoluted thought patterns.

By complicating things so so much, I create problems that seem impossible to solve. Amazingly, a number of these problems have found their way to a conclusion. Perhaps not the conclusion, but a conclusion nonetheless. They may not always be satisfactory, but their existence allows me to move on to the myriad other issues floating about.

I weave a web too complex sometimes. To the point where I occasionally tire of negotiating it. Yet I have no choice, for to avoid control of the web is to find myself caught in it. So I must continually exert control. Which is utterly exhausting.

I'm tired. Too much sleep recently. Good night.