but who's counting?

i'm trying not to count the phases of the moon -
it's easier at night; it's easier with my eyes closed.

a new way of counting will pop into my head and i (try to) let it pass. sometimes i put on a movie, but if the movie is in French it only makes matters worse. sometimes i open up a book, but my compulsive disorder makes it hard for me to let go before the last page is read; the one i'm reading now is passing so slowly.

sometimes i open up my computer and type and type and type...