My abstract thoughts used to send me adrift and I would forget days. But now I remember 'everything' as abstract becomes reality... Every millisecond of each day is stored in my head--not like a photograph--like video. More like the crispness of film. And the soundtrack to this film is a buzz. An ever-present buzz. The same sort of buzz that a rabid dog must hear... after images collect at such a rapid pace that the brain outgrows its cage.
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zephyra:
I'll be at at slumber party in Frisco tonight, and then Austin next weekend. I guess I'll get in touch sometime after that. I hope all is well with you.
mercie:
You're an asshole sometimes. But I still adore you.