Fire alarms in Norte are going off again. Funny how I can hear it all the way from over here... must suck in the actual main building. Last two sentences were my "catchy" hooks.. which reminds me.. hooks are almost completely extinct in college papers. Professors just either don't like them or don't give a shit about your intro. Notice that my writing is kind of choppy right now? Well... currently my style of writing is mirroring how scatterbrained I am right now. My thoughts are flying all over the place and I'm feeling like I should be doing something I haven't done in awhile. Reflection. But I would rather label it mirrorization because reflections don't always portray the real(istic) image back but mirrors do. At least normal mirrors do. Maybe I should label it normal mirrorization then. The more I stare at the word mirror, the less real of an English word it becomes. Mirror. Mirror. Mirror. Mirror. Mirror. Mirror. Eff. What's wrong with me? This year has been fucking crazy. I feel like that statement right there really sums it all up. As if I captured the entire aura/gist/spirit/essence of this year in a bottle that has been laid out and flattened into words to form an understandable phrase. THIS YEAR HAS BEEN FUCKING CRAZY. Fucking crazy. Maybe insane sounds better. This year has been fucking insane. yes it has. I still have so many questions and I'm sure you do too. And you. And him. And her. And us. And all of y'all.
I wish I didn't break apart these memories and scatter them everywhere. I've stored them all away in different places and now I feel like I can't put the puzzle pieces back together.
Sometimes songs just say it better. I mean sing it better.
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