This world is insane, and thirteen is my favorite number. But I hate math, I couldn't tell you why; numbers just don't click. Equations don't click. I guess because there are times I like knowing that I don't have a definite answer to my problem, I like the wonder and the possibility of something else; something better. Maybe worse. I'm full of hope and that is my downfall. I'm currently bare-footed and loving it. I don't enjoy television and I find myself smiling more so than not. I have no attention span, and I honestly wonder how I'll be able to make a living just type type typing away on my keyboard, or snap snap snapping away with my camera. I hate when people ask me if I'm okay, I'm pale, I can whistle.
When my mind runs in fifty different directions everything is still.
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