John G (jswm202) wrote, @ 2003-08-25 01:46:00

Leaving, again.

The last days of summer will be pissed away driving, rather than lying on my butt watching anime.

This time, on the itinerary are Columbia, Cornell, and Penn U.

I will see my grandparents, joy.

I would tell you call my cell phone, but I don't know the number.
So if you really want to get in touch with me, just start dialing randomly.
Except that I won't have it with me, so that won't do you much good either.
Just contact me mentally.

I'm sure you can.....If you try hard enough.

My mind has stopped wandering when I walk. I suppose this is good, as school starts I won't want to be off thinking about methods of thought. Yet, it is vexing to have you mind filled with nothing important whatsoever.

What is the point of walking if not use as time to be quiet and think?
To get to places to do something important.
Formative.
Sunshine.
Night.
The grain of wood.

It's really amazing, how I can fool myself into thinking I am doing something, when in reality I am sitting here absentmindedly stroking my Coke bottle. I can pretend I am doing almost anything that dosen't involve physical effort.

Snap.
Don't think.
Just live.

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