Sunday, September 26, 2010

journal entry: 02

' i need an abandoned hotel room for days... to isolate myself ...from myself.
do you ever get tired of  yourself? .. do you ever get an astringent, pungent feeling
in your retinas? 

..i appreciate the grittiness and vulnerable states of morning ,
but i also unfold in the uncompromising intensity of night. the convoluted implications,
the unhindered, wild imagination and nature..

i realize,.. that every where i go physically, i turn that place into a 'think tank'...

i despise myself for trying to disguise and shield on the surface, by trying to make 'light conversation'..

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