Monday, February 4, 2008
And the word isn't......
We were at breakfast the other day and across from us was a mentally handicapped girl and her father and when she focused on something she looked really lucid and I wondered what she was seeing. Sometimes if I drift off, I can get the psychedelic visions happening. Sometimes I wish I was hallucinating 'cause maybe everything would make sense then. Any feeling or idea I had that was absurd wouldn't be judged or my negativity wouldn't seep through and I could just melt into the floor.
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