I wonder if it's creepy to watch the feeds roll by as if it's the ticker tape to a some kind of social stock. Staring at the endless stream. Passing judgment as I see fit. So many things left unsaid. I can almost feel a nosebleed coming, even though I've never had a nosebleed in my life.
Life feels like a slow motion train collision. It looks so slow but you know in reality it's moving fast, and even though you don't know what the end product is going to look like, you know it's going to be a mess.
Well we'll see about that.
I don't mind too much either way. I wonder how my conscious feels, or lack thereof.
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