She Will Have Her Way

I am becoming nocturnal and not on purpose. I cannot sleep at night,
despite the aid of low grade medications and my greatest effort. I am
now an expert at napping, which only fuels my inability to sleep at
night. Vicious cycle I tell you.

I saw Walk to Line last night. I laughed a lot at parts that probably
weren't supposed to be funny, like when he passed out at the Vegas
show from an overdose. But I also laughed when June's dad chased the
drug dealer away with a rifle, so it is okay. Some of Cash's best
songs were about things he had never actually experienced and instead
of using his own life events to fuel his artistic fury, he ignored
them and let them manifest into a frightening addiction. I never knew
that. Hollywood can be so educational.

The boy and I had deep conversations about our desire to be Mexican
factory workers so we could go home for lunch every day and then take
two hour siestas. We talked about how we do not wish to be absorbed in
our jobs our whole lives. We think there might me more important
things to focus on but we aren't sure what these things are really.
Pornography was the closest we came to a replacement for the corporate
world.