there are times that i don’t have anything to say.
ok, so those times are rare, but they do happen. mostly that happens when i have thought all my thoughts so many times in so many different ways that i simply do not have a new thought in my head. i just have the same one over and over and over and over again.
but, mostly, i have thoughts and i think, “i already know that so i don’t need to think about THAT.” but, with me, that thought then smacks me upside the head in the form of something real mundane and i wonder why the fuck i even bother breathing on planet earth if i have to deal with stupid stuff like this.
really. why? infinity. difference? none.
pretty things. maybe for a while, but not for more than a week, tops. most of our minds are so undisciplined that even the grand canyon can become a routine that occasionally breaks n2 our realm 2 remind us that we are breathing on planet earth and sometimes it is amazing.
life is long, that’s why i keep breathing.
but, to be honest, this is one of those days when the “why not” argument makes its case heard loud and clear. after all, infinity … right?