enter into an empty room after confusing actions which resulted in false predictions. i'm unbalanced and effortless, feeding off of my own nothingness (misery enjoys solitude too) and pulling teeth out of my brain to stay focused because theres quite a bit on the calender. black metal, sunday, stravinsky all said hello to me this morning. they keep teasing me, as i expect more but end up satisfied with the product each offers. functioning in two worlds, bouncing back and forth like call and response, is rather difficult. so i packed my bag, grabbed some work and drove down there. opting for moments rather than blueprints, the early half of the week proved to me that spontaneity has a lot to offer our culture, and my life. (i wish i took life a little more seriously today) chimes in the back rafters of my mind, no defense presents itself because no defense is needed. acceptance just walked by and didn't care to stop but i'm pretty sure she'll be back around by this afternoon. my oh my i feel like a psychologists, keeping tabs on everyone dancing through the cerebral. they all walked in unexpected, i entertained and analyzed each. they signed my guestbook while we listened to herbie hancock:
adrien
vincent gallo
j dub
howie mandel
donnie
the forms
jonathan mcglone

i am so out of touch with reality, its oppressive.