Alright, I WAS planning to have a really awesome post tonight about the spontaneous expedition that I bravely ventured on today. I was gonna have some pictures, some descriptions, a few embellishments of literature, all prolly carefully put away in this pocket of knowledge that proves to the stupid just how amazing I am. Or can be. But instead my mind is feeling a little screwed out of it's bowl lately, and all of my words keep coming out as dripping nonsense, eventually making disgusting puddles on the carpeted floors.
Maybe it's just me, and I'm hoping it's not, but every now and then my mind will turn into this bucket of soup, and I start to get more poetic than usual. Well, I'm guessing in normal conversations anyways. And, maybe it's not that bad or whatever, but sometimes it can really suck when you're with a group of overly-peppy girls, perhaps a guy, and instead of something funny, cute, and normal to say...I sorta vomit up this supposed-to-be insightful, jointed phrase of speech. Either that or I'll still talk pretty normal, but it will be a bit romantic, definitely metaphorical, and somewhat lyrical.
Doesn't sound so bad to you? Well hey, for me, things like that are embarrassing. I mean, I'm not ashamed that I tend to write stuff like that, but some of the friends that don't know me so well won't think of me as the kind of person to say that sorta thing. Or go mushy on them. So, I guess when I word-vomit up these sentences, it's unexpected, and sounds dumb. Making the person I'm talking to be like, "What?" which results in me going, "Nevermind." Do you have any IDEA how many times I've said 'Nevermind' in my lifetime? In this year alone? A hell of a lot. But hey, It's all mumbling to anybody else anyway. And, then again, what would be a life without things unsaid?
I guess that as long as we mumble we're bound to survive.
As long as you think I think
I know everything.
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