
You know, random things are happening again. I had a nightmare about a white rabbit. And I'm terribly ill-equipped to be any kind of sentient being. My thoughts go everywhere, but rarely do they take the time to finish themselves. And that is the most frustrating thing. I have a friend (I ALWAYS have a friend) who enjoys attacking the thoughtlessness he sees in girls of his acquaintance. That heads other than my friend's are devoid of intelligent thought. And then I cringe and think What if he's right? And then I evaluate what I was previously thinking (I need to wash these shoes, This is a terrible day for a picnic, etc) and wonder if I'm under that category. I fall asleep in class. The only things I can really follow through with are literature and the Bible. I really only pick up things from other people, so it's as if I don't really exist as a separate entity.
Goodness. I need to be
packed in tightly, like poetry
and unpacked again, like
a packing crate of music
boxes. God loves variety.
This is my stated state of current. I blame all this wordsmashing on a prophet of my acquaintance.