Post modern

The temptation to stay in bed all morning reading Mencius (4th C. B.C.B) is powerful. "Heaven is high and the stars distant--but if you attend to the facts, you can calculate solstice for a thousand years without ever leaving your seat."

By staying in bed I reach my own post-modern moment in which I'm positive I've exhausted everything and am therefore forced to create something new, or perish. The pressure of my exhaustion is such that it will either act as a stimulant or overwhelm me with its exhaustion, where I will almost certainly drown in the lake of the quarter moon.

Should I rise from the bed it's also possible I'll be transported to an era only slighty earlier than the present, when certain people with power referred to their lives as like being in a 'movie.'