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water in air
fog. love it. makes everything so cozy. the whole world wrapped in the gentle blanket of fluffy cloud. makes the colors that you can see so much more vivid, so much more alive. reality is in high def. reality has awesome graphics. reality is so fucking real man, i mean, really. it’s super cool.
commute
living in a body contained primarily of water. hurling through time and space yet at the same time not really paying attention to the activity of acceleration while it’s happening. it’s funny how you never really seem to pay attention to the moment. always more concerned with the future or past. whoa! fucking cars never look for you. you’ve always got to be yelling and waving your arms to get their attention. almost hit again. takes a lot of self restraint not to ride up to them and start screaming or hitting their car. i always like to do that. give the old rear view mirror a slap, make em notice. of course most of the time that just makes em angry. got to have an escape route. not too difficult in the bk. i’ve seen cyclists try to outrun cops before. i’ve had to outrun angry citizens myself. honk! - hey fuck you! - fuck you! shit, get the fuck. ride ride ride ride ride huh huh huh. turn the wrong way down a one way, best thing to do. got to watch out for cars though. one time i almost got hit by a cop going the wrong way down a one way. that is, the cop was going the wrong way, not me. fuckin cops think they own the place. treat traffic laws like everything else in our throwaway society.
morning
uh. hello. snooze, need another ten. - uhg. again, ten more… ok, gotta just do it, get up get up up get out. damn, it’s warm today. global warming is upon us. anyone who denies it at this point is just plain stupid. days like this always make me feel weird. everyone in the city is more on edge. drivers will be extra pissed this morning. i hate it when driver accelerate as they pass like some kind of death threat. don’t think most of them realize how deadly they are driving around in those metal boxes. 4 years in LA made me realize how cars are able to separate people. everyone in their own little world traveling 80mph down the highway with thousands of other people doing the exact same thing. i knew i was going to die in a car if i stayed there. had to leave, in fact get out of the whole car game all together. shower- ahhh. that’s the only truly A+ thing about my apartment. everything else i’m just dealing with because living alone is essential. better than essential really. essential is way less than i’ve ever had to deal with and probably will ever have to. i wonder how long i could survive on the street if i needed to. probably longer than expected. i wonder if it would really be that bad if you had no choice. choice is really the cause of most trouble. it’s always the image of something better that makes your life feel so incomplete. always. com-pleeet. they say we’re already enlightened. i believe them too, but that doesn’t really help. i guess wanting help is also part of the problem. fuck it. shower done, that was nice. now i can stretch a bit and meditate, heard it’s good to stretch out of the shower because the hot water makes you more flexible. i think i could back that up with empirical evidence. but, as with most things: i could be wrong. and most likely am. never have time to make breakfast or coffee. someday i won’t slack. ha! right. me not slacking is like … ah fuck too early to be witty. shitty. assemble belongings to go to work. get bike. go down stairs. ride.
