Part one and two.













An excercise in freewriting. Basically - I'll set my alarm to go off in 5 minutes, and write whatever comes into my head for the allotted time. I'll try to kep it on topic as far as "normal" blogging goes, nothing incredible obscure. . . but we'll see. It might work, might not. No deleting, and no editing - barring spelling errors that I'll wind up fixing because I'm anal.


Ready? Go!




I'm suffering from a fever dream without ever closing my eyes. I haven't slept since yesterday or so. . . which because today is now tomorrow, means that yesterday was really the day before. And it's been two days.

The days all bend and drift in this unusual pattern of consciousness I inhabit. . . this state of constant dreaming with my eyes open.

I've had the most pleasurable outlook for the past few days, however. I have amazing friends, who unfortunately don't realize their importance to me. I need to fix this. Friends who give the best advice when they don't even realize I've asked. Subtly.

I've learned to let go. Stop chasing. Stop hoping. Things happen, they always do. What the fuck would life be without being a never ending series of "things happening?" I've just decided to stop making unachievable jumps. I will jump . . . I always do. Don't get me wrong, this is not about deciding to stop striving, by any means. I will jump for the fucking stars. Because the stars, to me, are more reachable than a lot of people out there. And that's what you should watch out for.

I've had butterflies quite consistantly for the past week or so. I like them. I think I might keep them. It's always better to smile at the smallest thought, isn't it? Always.




Alright, time's up. So, what's on your mind?