The Airportline: Observations

Things are breaking. My headset, my right big toe, my bike, my jeans pocket, my cell phone and somewhere in this destruction of personal possessions I am drinking coffee. Cup after cup, I am afraid to ask if it is due to my thesis or lack of sleep. Had to go and get more coffee, walk out on the streets, by my new canal, past the Romanian accordion player outside Aldi and then into Aldi. I end up buying 12 hamburgers and eight muffins. When I walked back I wondered, why? Then the zipper on my jacket broke and things were back to normal.