As when things might occur is livid nostalgia that makes me sick.
where does it say that I need you or want you even to read this?
+insert unnecessary details here that make you happy at my expense+
As when these real things might even make sense they don't, still they can't value anything other then themselves.
=YOU HAVE ACCOMPLISHED NOTHING (AGAIN) TODAY=
=ANGER IS EVIDENT IN THE WAYS THAT LIFE IS EXPERIENCED=
(disclaimer--I was fired yesterday, I was disengaged last week [from my girl], I cried this morning for two hours or so - at least untill I feel asleep, I have contemplated suicide to the point of going mad, and you mo fo's are not worth the efforts that even could be real, once in a while.)
making your mind up at all involves theoretically having one
I do not draw blanks; that is you doing that.
go decide what is really nice then let me know HOW I can Make it deviate from the norm into an experience that is worth having (now and then..)
after that write a letter or word that makes madness laughable and I will be the judge of its effect in the event of something real happening that is worth logging in the net of life's devices and vices there of.