it ever make you sick?
by that feeling. sick intangible joy in the pit of your stomach. like a bucket of acid and nerves all tangled, making you hurt and happy. man, are you scared out of your mind! i'd wish my tires would stop spinning.
math and numbers. this futule computer generation would have us believe that they are the very bricks we live upon and still the same that some avoid so vigorously. [aside: i find it a complete shame that people need tip calculators] to some who reside in that field everything can be represented with a series of numbers. but THIS. this does not add up.
whats does best intentions + pure joy + vulnerability - logic x uncertainty EQUAL? Hope?
i've got hope that, in this quandary, there is a sub-routine hard at work equalizing that untouchable, unseeable system process that means. literally. everything.
but still, i've got a feeling that everything...will be A-OK.
i'm thinkin' maybe i confuse a lil meloncholy with a species of mind-warping depression!
if you're not following me, turn to chapter right here, verse right now. read aloud.
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big words. ah.
i know. it's almost as if i, in a way, hide behind them! ugh...
it's a clever place to hide...and everybody has to hide somewhere
My thoughts exactly.
i like books
What's got you so down?
my head hurts. but... i do get that feeling.. when you accidently eat frog poop.
You know whats good to do when you're unhappy.. get a bottle of vodka and walk through your local insane asylum, Case 1-2 patients. 3 is beyond the scope of what we need.. Well.. go sit down in their commons area.. drink your vodka.. and watch the guy who thinks everyone is a poisonus snake.. and go talk to him.. and see him run . then you realize you never have had a week as bad as his... but if you still aren't happy.. drive over to the cemetery later. but not the regular ones.. find the pediatric cemetry thingie. you're doing better than they are. and live the life they didn't get a change too. and dance the jig. but not on top of the grave. thats just sick. you sicko
I love to see you post stuff like this, bri. I feel like i have a disciple now
dude, i love you. but you were FAR from my mind when i posted this. and i'm not your disciple!
haha . . . its okay . . . shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
that was stupendous!! I really really liked it.
Writing is my favorite form of expression... woo hoo - awesome.
