Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Dear Muse,

I can’t help but sense a general boredom in the skyscraper. It used to be different, you know, and I would come to the office with a song in my heart and a really, really big gun in my pocket. Those were the days. In recent times, however, things have changed. A pastel-colored malaise has settled over everything, and I’m having a helluva time looking for the cure.

What should I do? Where are you? Do you want to go on vacation?

Please advise,

-C