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Monday, December 3, 2012

Writing.

blue, like a crayon, like a wet paint brush, like spilled food coloring on the counter. Except none of those can compare because all of those are feeble attempts to recreate the deep, vast, blue expanse that is the sky. no matter how concentrated you stare at the sky you never really see its true color. which can probably be said about many things.

its weird, how superficial everything can feel when you have no required set of commitments to live up to. instead, just on the outside of everything, you can observe and learn just by simply watching.

scatter shot, its how my brain is working.

its hard to comprehend how people can get so bent out of shape over simple things. like witnessing a person throw a 400 dollar cell phone on the asphalt of a parking lot because there was no 4G reception.

or similarly, that 'i-just-peed-my-pants' feeling after yelling at a store clerk cause they double charged you on a $1.99 item. all this pent up aggression, its like a looming cloud ready to unleash its fury of lightning.  What For?

i dont know if it is a twenty something-year-old phase, but i wish i lived in a utopia. where there was a general understanding that if you didn't die that day, from the millions of ways a person could randomly die, then there isnt really anything else to get upset about. like having the understanding that living for the experience not the expectation is the much better of the two.

it all seems superfluous if a person cant truly feel that moment of tantrum during a midnight shopping spree, racing to get the last tickle me elmo and instead is only concentrated on what their receipt tells them in the morning. because when they walk away, all they really have are bags full of shit that will eventually get thrown out. but they will always have that experience.

i guess im just tired of being a part of the never-ending cycle that is paycheck-->spend-->work-->paycheck. i wanna go build a log cabin in some unexplored mountain range with a beautiful woman and become the epitome of what would happen if a mountain man and a tye-dye hippie fusioned like Vegeta and Goku in Dragon Ball Z to form Gogeta.