go to bed, good grammarian

i've slept in much too much lately.

i've stayed up much to late,
which i fear is the reason for the first statement.

i've lost track of time, you see, by reading through "his genetive" and "afrikaans grammar and "ergative verbs. i'm a polyglot. i'm a polyhistor. i'd say i'm a polymath, but i hate math. i like reading of the antipassive voice, of differences between west and east flemish. i prefer to lose myself in these things of tongues...

..than to face the realm of my dreamscape. i once would force myself back to sleep to walk through dreams where i was happy and flew and knew i was held, loved, preferred like a language or song. now i force article and news and book and page of interested yet useless [at three o'clock in the morning] vowel articulation, of cherimics, of diglossia.

i'm worried now; what will happen if my love of language turns against me because i'm using it to avoide, evade my problems?

i need to sleep.
i must face my dreams
i should not push
i ought to stop and fall in

i have to stop conjugating and finding synonyms.

i say goodnightmorning.




hic extraneus sum