SORRY ABOUT THE HOUR

Settling oneself seems like an impossible thing, getting dressed up for an event thinking that a more formal look will present a more professional person. It’s a battle between two different sides of the same person. Which will win?

Nothing should be linear, madness is born of inactivity. The brain is another world compared to the real one. Electricity makes us function. Too much will rot away the sanity. Is it worth the trouble? Sometimes we seek out the short term results, even if it comes at the expense of the long term. If the now is all that matters, is it such a bad thing?

What separates the mind from what it wants to be? When wolves are the only ones who will listen then that is who we tend to. Calling you tonight, hey, I’m sorry about the hour but this is what I wonder. Why are we kept in small spaces?

A weekend could make the difference, so it’s why we all listen. Too much time spent living in times before, might be the final time.