8:36PM - in some time
It's noisy outside. The wind is blowing madly through those trees... hints of h2o striking the leaves. It's a noisy night. My eyes are getting the sleep feeling. I don't know if I'll be able to drift away if I lay down though. Makes me wonder if it's worth it at the moment.
I feel thirsty.
So... where is it I go from here? On to greener pastures? Probably just somewhere different. But different from this would be nice. Michigan in March. Away for my birthday. Not that it would matter. I think last year was the only year I've had a birthday with all [well....most] of my friends together with me. Twas something..... Quite something. Quite.
The music in my fingers is nil at the moment. That's kind of depressing. My camera is over in the corner. I could record something. I could record me. Me. A visual interpretation of myself. You could see what I look like at this moment. Or that moment. I could make video docs. Vid-doc? Ideas.... things to say. Nonsense. Offensive nonsense. Silly nonsense. Embarassing overall and thusly something rarely or never done at all. Who knows?
Would anyone care?
Should that matter?
I need a reason to do something I guess.
Could just be me pacing around the room mumbling or speaking clearly of nothing.
Make myself look more odd than already.
Hm.
Would anyone care?
I was thinking a while ago. Thinking about long times ago. Not in a nostalgic sense. I just read somewhere that time passes slower when you're younger and faster when you're older [basically]. So I thought back. Tried to examine whether or not this is true. I've got no results. Just a a realization that I am aging and will continue to do so until death. And that idea of the inevitability of death walked through the front door of my brain and is currently leasing the property.
Depressing, I guess. But nature mostly.
It quieted down just a bit......