Thursday, February 5, 2015

Dress of picnic checks









Sometimes I'd become painfully aware that I exist. I would be staring at my laptop and thinking life is pointless and suddenly the view goes far behind my head and I see myself staring at my laptop. 

I become so hyper aware that whatever action I do from that moment on aches me. Like, "god why aren't I slapping that fuck. Why am I taking a drink. Stop taking a drink. Do something extraordinary!"

Then the hyperawareness dies out and finally I'm fine again.

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