Some will get it, and others will not. But I wonder where the
threshold is. At what point does it start to make sense? When do
the cogs and gears of the mind turn over just enough for a thought to reach
fruition? The dots all join together, but at some point you have to step
away so you can see the bigger picture. I'm just so incredibly
tired. Why does everyone have tattoos? And people get them on the
most obscure of places like the backs of their legs or their necks. How
can you see that? Just a total waste of money to deface yourself, and
it's going to look awful as you get older. Some people are vain idiots.
I think I'll be able to return to proper blogging tomorrow. Things have
just been incredibly busy at the office, and I'm always super tired when I get
home. I guess everyone is tired. Tired of all these lies and lives
that we're living. Oh crap, today is Thursday. I'm just not
thinking properly.
I'm done.
Joaquin out.
