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the last two weeks of my life have been horrible... but then i realized it was all necessary. on thursday, i slid through some kind of worm hole in my dream and still haven't woke up.
people look at me different in cheeseman park, downtown, anywhere i walk. at first, i was like, they finally get me... but it's actually the other way around.
this morning, i saw a "one way" sign that had been changed to "one day" and i really liked it.
i'm reading this book right now that has the theme of "soul" threaded throughout. there is a lot of talk about where the soul is and how connected it really is to the body. the more i think about it, the more i realize how special jason is. he is one of the few people who keeps his soul in his eyes all the time. anytime, day or night, just look at him and you'll see it.
school is out for one week... maybe this is the freeing effect? i don't know... control is overrated. i don't really think i need it anymore. my horoscope also keeps telling me to let go. easier said then done... but then the whole worm hole dream.if freud were here, he would tell me that i was never taught control as a child... and therefore never learned how to effectively repress like normal people in society. but i think i'm okay with that. conveinently misunderstood. it's cool.
i know they make pills for people like me, but who wants to sacrifice their person like that? things can get pretty rough without them, but it's all for the better. better than being a souless zombie doped up on fake seratonin. gross.
last night, i dreamed my rickety old jalopy of a bicycle turned into a shwinnn... and boy was it pretty. when i went outside today to discover it was the same old scuffed up metal it was the day beofre, i knew once and for all i wasn't dreaming. glad i got that cleared up
people look at me different in cheeseman park, downtown, anywhere i walk. at first, i was like, they finally get me... but it's actually the other way around.
this morning, i saw a "one way" sign that had been changed to "one day" and i really liked it.
i'm reading this book right now that has the theme of "soul" threaded throughout. there is a lot of talk about where the soul is and how connected it really is to the body. the more i think about it, the more i realize how special jason is. he is one of the few people who keeps his soul in his eyes all the time. anytime, day or night, just look at him and you'll see it.
school is out for one week... maybe this is the freeing effect? i don't know... control is overrated. i don't really think i need it anymore. my horoscope also keeps telling me to let go. easier said then done... but then the whole worm hole dream.if freud were here, he would tell me that i was never taught control as a child... and therefore never learned how to effectively repress like normal people in society. but i think i'm okay with that. conveinently misunderstood. it's cool.
i know they make pills for people like me, but who wants to sacrifice their person like that? things can get pretty rough without them, but it's all for the better. better than being a souless zombie doped up on fake seratonin. gross.
last night, i dreamed my rickety old jalopy of a bicycle turned into a shwinnn... and boy was it pretty. when i went outside today to discover it was the same old scuffed up metal it was the day beofre, i knew once and for all i wasn't dreaming. glad i got that cleared up