~the curse of the blank mind~

11:51pm Saturday, August something...


Dammit, i had something to say and i just forgot what it was. in the time it took for me to open the window and get inside, my important thought flew (the fuck) out.

i am currently playing a game of internet pool with a friend of mine, and
oh, my turn...
I am the accidental poolist. i make these amazing, improbable looking, and geometrically brillant shots by sheer accident. i always mean to shoot the ball somewhere else, but it seems the laws of randomness have other plans for me. wow, that was a lucky shot.

im struggling much, thinking of being here right now. knowing now that others are around and about. i keep crossing paths with knowing what i want to say, but i keep not saying it. im having trouble in knowing anything, that has to do with words, when i get here. like they freeze up, and i flail about beneath trying to close an icy grip.
i came across the most reasonable, necessary, and meaningful way to really begin.
there are only a few things i need before i get started. and once i remember what they are,
i can go about collecting them. but i know the ultimate truth, and with that said, in walks honesty...

i shall return.