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I'm now back at my house, and enjoying one of the few pleasures this life presents, and what I find to be absolutely worth all the other utter shit that happens continuously. Just sitting, listening to Coldplay, going over my day, and how rediculous it is. Emptying my head into this (the feeling is beautiful), and hoping for better days. Thinking up dreams worth dreaming, but will probably be forgotten. I laugh now at how dramatic I am, how one wastes there mind on such simple problems. It's hypnotic; how do I trick myself into getting agrivated at these little things; these tiny, little specks on an entire plane of possibility. It's insanity.
-ben