i don't know what kind of stunt my heart's trying to pull. but it was doing some weird stuff today. it felt way too much like liquid and not quite enough like the beating piece of meat it should be. strange wave like feelings that made me want to sit down.. even though i was already sitting. so you know. i was confused. sit down. and then sit down again. and then do it again. i get stuck on the third one. because i can sit. and then sit indian style in my chair. but then i can't like.. sit in another chair while sitting indian style in a chair that already has me sitting in it.. well. maybe. but my parents didn't raise me to be one of those chinese chair stacking kids. you know. the ones that stack them up like 20 feet. and then climb to the top so they can eat noodles while doing a handstand. no. i'm not one of those little fuckers. and i'm sure that's unneeded stress on the digestive system.
i should vomit this one out and get a new heart.
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