Diary snapshot: Misery Monologue, with oats on the side


When I read the blog post in which this quote appeared, I feared for the mental health of the blogger. The quoted words stated the subject clearly, but what followed was disturbing. It said that 3.30am is…

a time when you don’t exist, a between time, a hole in the clock’s ticks… when thoughts are both loudest and quietest… when screams are both loudest and quietest… when life is both dead and alive…

It continued in a taut spiral of dark introspection. It could all have been a stunt, a bit of method acting or a monologue of misery in the making. If so, I’m impressed. Nevertheless, it was a relief the next day to read the same blogger on a long lightweight ramble about the smell of cooking oats in the morning. I momentarily pictured the actor Robert Duval swapping the word “napalm” for “oats” in the that famous scene in the film Apocalypse Now, but that was as bleak as it got.

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