Ugh. Last night was a terrible nights sleep. I remember seeing the clock at least once an hour from the time I laid down with the soothing sounds of SportsCenter whispering me to sleep to the time I woke up to the shade in my room banging off of the window frame. My brain has been unable to sit still... it's like a grey half dead version of me.
I did have a pretty solid idea around 3:30am though. I'm going to try and describe myself using ~100 words. It will be in paragraph form, and should be almost a flow of my life... I don't think it makes sense now, but perhaps at the end of this entry it will... let's try something.
Birth. Parents. Screams. Tears. Joy. Vomit. Sounds. Stumbling. Toys. Falling. Walking. Running. Cats. Dogs. Grandparents. Datsun. Laundramat. Donuts. Town. Krogers. Witches Shoes. Moving. North. School. Soccer. Basketball. Duluth. Alone. Trouble. Death. Friends. Outside. Baseball. Theater. Punkrock. Driving. Speaking. Ribbons. Cigarettes. Acknowledgement. Trinka. Graduation. Pride. Moving East. Apartment. Abandoned. Cheated. Melted. House. College. Disaster. Manager. Brian. Apartment. Alcohol. Misplaced Feeling. Indiana. Accident. Mortality. Love. Vinyl. Govervnment. NJ. Shore. Late. Fired. West Chester. Pat. Stereo. Collective. Bucket. Cats (again). Fear. Hate. Bong. Cops. Steve. Idiot. Advancement. Relocation. Knife. Souderton. Promotion. Landlord. Bored. Denver. Implosion. Heartbreak. Home. Lonely. Disolve. Basements. Rebirth. Drunk. Car. Smash. Scared. Friends. Scum. Artificial. Sunrise. Fridays. Hands.
Well, that was fun. I wonder if I did one of those every year if I could eventually come up with 20,000 words to describe my life from beginning to end, and I wonder if I could continue to be able to associate memories with 1 word. I look above at that words I've entered and I could probably talk for way too long about each and every one of those words. It's funny how something that I've experienced can represent hours worth of conversation but can really be summed up with just 1 simple word. Words are fun.
This one is short, but I've got shit to do.
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