The "Wake" of progress

So, doing things and thinking about doing them is helping my mind heal by keeping me from thinking of depression. Good for me, right? Heheheheheheheheh.

I don't know what else to talk about. I've been trying to read Finnegans Wake recently, and it's extremely difficult to understand, but not impossible. I read the first few pages over and over again, trying to make sense of them, but they didn't seem to form anything coherent. I could only understand a few blips and blops of sentences. After trying and failing several times, I decided to focus on the basic idea of each paragraph instead of looking for details, and that worked much better. I was able to form a basic series of events that happens and sort of logically bring them together.

I plan on reading it until I understand it.


Now I'm done writing coherently, so look forward to a mess. I feel like I'm inside of a compression chamber that keeps loosing air every second. Now I feel really bad. I see the way you say the thing about that. Nintendo told me that I had a bad hand, but I didn't see it very well.