i suppose you want depth...
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well, i tried, and the results were extremely mixed, like. i'd be sleeping right now in that case, tired as ever from yesterday's adventure, but instead i'm tired from today's early morning excursion, out and back to wherever catches my fancy, which is the same place in the same scheme of organization from the last week and the week before. same time, same place. same fancy shoes with metal that clips into another piece of metal which makes you go faster when you crank you legs, around and around. and i couldn't be more ecstatic. pretty soon i'm out on my own and pushing farther and faster than ever, and the result is the same. present tense. will be better. there's hope for everything even if its the same every time, the difference making 'the same' better and making it back into itself. it's the anthem of feeling great and full of energy, feeling greater and fuller everytime. round and round. the understanding of crushed limestone and gravel, it's like a pedestal to your personal concept of 'greatness'. up and down, it's the five acts of existence and literal struggle. it's in the trees and the scorched patch of earth enveloping you, simultaneous figurement and downsizing in nature. high above the clouds. on the level with the mosquitos. wherever may be here forever
and that's what I have to say about that. "
well, i tried, and the results were extremely mixed, like. i'd be sleeping right now in that case, tired as ever from yesterday's adventure, but instead i'm tired from today's early morning excursion, out and back to wherever catches my fancy, which is the same place in the same scheme of organization from the last week and the week before. same time, same place. same fancy shoes with metal that clips into another piece of metal which makes you go faster when you crank you legs, around and around. and i couldn't be more ecstatic. pretty soon i'm out on my own and pushing farther and faster than ever, and the result is the same. present tense. will be better. there's hope for everything even if its the same every time, the difference making 'the same' better and making it back into itself. it's the anthem of feeling great and full of energy, feeling greater and fuller everytime. round and round. the understanding of crushed limestone and gravel, it's like a pedestal to your personal concept of 'greatness'. up and down, it's the five acts of existence and literal struggle. it's in the trees and the scorched patch of earth enveloping you, simultaneous figurement and downsizing in nature. high above the clouds. on the level with the mosquitos. wherever may be here forever
and that's what I have to say about that. "