i'm lost. feelin like a seasick sailor and an emotional hemophiliac. i've been stabbed and it won't stop bleeding. make that a seasick sailor aboard a sinking ship.

what is it i like to tell people when they get down? it's all in your head. i suppose a change of mind might cure seasickness and hemophilia, just as callousness and apathy will patch a leaky vessel. but that godamn apathy is elusive right now. workin on it.

to begin with, all the mirrors and side panels on my car vibrate when i turn up the music. speakers. i like speakers, especially those of the subwoofer variety.

i also like the sound of deer hooves on pavement. it sounds a bit like horse hooves except much lighter.

fuck.