slowly escape and underestimate the world how could anyone underestimate the world? we already expect too much from it anyway as if it would be forgiving or understanding as if you were significant in anyway as if.
but this is comfortable and we learn to live we adapt at let it take us over
i love sitting here depricieting in my own dispair. i think its my perverted form of contentment at times. like after a good run, the heat ratiating off your own body, and when you sit in one place, it feels like a cloud of fire, just covering you. its soo hot, ive never been so hot any other way. but i love that feeling.