pieces

while trying to think clearly today i found that i couldn't; i'm no vegetable, i think all the time but everything comes and goes quickly, sometimes before i can even understand what's happening; this realization was paired with the newfound ability to understand aesop rock's music. i've always loved it, but until today never quite connected on a level beyond lyrical appreciation. i'd like to write more stuff down but it's often quickly lost- even dreams come and go without much interpretation beyond what might be subliminal, but who knows, right?

these past few days (the days where i have had a substantial amount of free time), i have rediscovered how nice it is to look at the world with the perspective of a visitor.

and also: how nice it is to think less; more dark open space and less fast white noise. this might come off sounding like it contradicts the first paragraph but upon closer examination it doesn't.



i'm out of things to say