on time keeping

in my rightest mind, what's likely to go on is the opening of a document and the tinkering, the loose wires getting off, i'm late, it's really a matter of directing one's attention to this or that application, applying the attention, it's all relatively able to just happen, even with the strain, etc. otherwise, there's no telling. one might even feel, under less-than-lucid circumstances, that each attempt at constructive time-making is a monumentally wasted effort, in no way resembling a person stepping in the way of an enthusiastic "enemy." but now, though, there's a way to tell inasmuch as one in fact has opened an application and is applying attentions to this wall, and in so telling we have an easy guess that one is feeling okay. later we may apply these attentions in other directions, but for now one is here, and this is a kind of matter too.

one rejects some threads while agreeing with others, occasionally just letting one unravel while the eyes glass over and other tasks present themselves. the point is this: decision-making. always and forever, that. accept/deny. continuously. or continually, even. & so with the doubling back especially we see a very simple process that could underscore a poem or two.