*sigh* Not Again...

[etherial]

Everything I own seems to be in a state of crumbing entropic decay. My FLCL mug took a fall today and split in half, almost cleanly enough to be glued back together, but not quite. I'm getting so tired of having to adjust to an increasingly smaller quantity of the little things that add zest to my life. It's like colors were slowly fading out of the spectrum. Everything is getting so very gray.

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[daedaleandeus.livejournal.com]

http://www.urbandharma.org/udharma8/imperm.html

[etherial.livejournal.com]

It has more to do with my general brokeness and limited ability to exert positive change in my life at the moment. I'm well aware that nothing lasts forever (though I find Taoism's "roll with the punches" more my style than Buddhism's "nothing really matters"), it's just been a little overwhelming of late.