Well I suppose aside from money everything is going nothing short of spectacular at the moment. Fueled by shelled peanuts I procrastinate my way into another sleepless night, for while I should be writing elsewhere I find myself writing here. Well whatever Im a rough draft to this world at least for a while. I am constantly stifled by thoughts, always prodding me to ask "why?".
I find myself to be overly of myself at times, resulting my my imagination, I sure do let that thing run free.
i look towards my morning and see nothing there except fried liquid egg yolks, a cup of lipton and letter/number symbols in a room not unlike a prison. This looks doubleplusungood to me.
So whatever you got from that, make sure you also get it in your skull, not to suppress yourself.
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