None of this is working. It's just not. There's not even half a game plan, so I have no idea how fucking monumentally wrong I am. But perhaps I'm overthinking things. Or maybe I pushed the button on the self-destruct a long time ago. Is it worth it? Maybe Chris was on to something. He was a wise dude, but shame what work did to him. A compass to know if I was going in the wrong direction? Well I don't need one, I just know that I am.
Don't test it. People just have no fucking idea.
Ahhh it was all too quick, a fleeting repose if you will. But I won't forget it. I wonder what could be extrapolated and interpreted from it?
But one thing is for sure. I exist. I know it. I am here. That won't be forgotten any time soon.
Ahh time, you are a cruel mistress.
Joaquin out.
Sunday, November 10, 2013
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