drawing pictures of all my silly little flippant thoughts gives them unneccesary weight.
makes me feel better, more centered.... but also more silly and more crazy.
crazy like.... if one were normally to doodle this thought, it would have to be much more intensely felt than i am feeling it.
otherwise, man! i'd be torn apart by a million over-intense feelings.
and i'm not torn.
i'm pushing out the silly little thoughts into the ether,
so i can have my brain back to myself.
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well, i have not been doing that at all. and so the remainder of tonight is to be devoted to a frivolous craft project, because i am going BATTY. i am going to write a nonsense poem and do several flippant doodles myself. fuck my paper on o'neill's *the hairy ape.* do you think my professor will instead accept a trite nursery rhyme about a primate?
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