There is a mental state
I strive to achieve a homeostatic state a humming a lull like those alpha wave tapes they sold in the 60's
I need to hear that in my head all day. Instead of the clanging of my thoughts and the clashing of my
wants versus what I should do need to do and the sad, bright violins from "Sunshine" so melancholy
so consistent that remind me how it is not to have anyone understand
Max: I'm still on the plantation Max: Are you still headed to Pace? Me: i'm still here. Me: man. Me: one day... Max: lol Me: i'm going to let myself take precedence. Me: i really will. Max: hopefully soon Me: and NOT care that there's still work to be done. Me: today isn't that day. Max: I used to be like that Max: then I realized that I work in a post office type thing and the work is never done Me: because I have weird dreams when there's this much on my plate. Me: i dreamt that I was in line to be beheaded by aliens teaching each other how to prepare a serving of human. Me: i wasn't having dreams like that at my MOST stressed. Max: wow and wow Max: WOW Me: yeah. Max: dude? Me: :-( Max: that's crazy Me: i think I may need counseling. Max: um yeah Max: no job is worth that shit Max: I used to have dreams about forgetting about releases and shit Max: then I was like fuck that Max: and they stopped Me: *sigh* Me: i've been having REALLY bizarre dreams. Me: REALLY Max: hi aliens cooking you up? yeah that's bizarre enuff Max: so I'm taking this to be a no for the evening? Max: your job is officially shittier than mine and I've worked for 12 hrs today Me: yeah it is. Max: geez Max: dude Max: revolution in 06 Max: you and me Me: WORD Me: MUST BE!!! Max: we can't go on this way Me: YO MAN Max: to quote you: you are so much better than this
You're so right Max... and thank you for the laugh...
