Depression is about learning lessons, right? Whatever, the point is there's something profound here, like right here, right where these words are, but these words lack significance. So that sucks. But I'll spend the next few years or so reading between the letters anyway.
I'm just thinking a little too far ahead. Living in the moment doesn't pay off, so they say. But taken altogether, I still come out economically disadvantaged, to be euphemetaphorically-correct.
Staring into the sky can hurt the eyes (the fine print indicates that the real danger is directional in nature, but my eyes hurt too bad to squint that hard)
call your doctor if you have any questions. and I mean ANY questions, or just to see what's up, what's new. you never really ask for a status update in response, do you?
i spend some of my time staring at the blemishes on my wall. whistling whilst I salute the ability to be noticed. though i don't know how deserving of salutation is noticeability is not a word according to my dictionary widget. but perception brings response does it not? acknowledgment? salutation? you tell me, eye in the sky; you tell me, feet on the seat.
when you end up awake with your face in a puddle, on a street named after a man you once dreamed you were in a past life, in a city that is trying to convince you is a long-lost friend...think it over? I guess? I don't know, that sounds fucked up good luck with that.
I've kinda got my own real life, literal problems going on over here buddy. So I won't spare no prisoners or no change from or to a life in a boxcar staring out the side and not the front, only aware of where i am without the going.
