March 20, 2011

take your sleeping bag

dear discovering a whole new world diary,

there are so many things i don't know- just when i thought i knew everything too. i mean i knew there was stuff i wasn't going to know like doctor and lawyer junk- scientific and astronomic genius type crap- you know math- stupid shit like that- but when something mundane comes along- and says, "hello trixie, i've been here the whole time," it really makes me wonder- WHERE THE FUCK HAVE I BEEN? well, i've been around. i was just looking at something else- diverting my attention and lack of intelligence to more important things. like smoking pot for instance. i did that for a LONG time. i still don't understand why. sure, it was fun, cool, and it tasted good. but it really did nothing but relax me and make me feel important. ghb does the same thing for me now- i take that to relax- and i feel more important than ever. but the learning- seeing things i've never seen before- being able to think in circles and squares- living in and out of the box- having but one voo-doo doll to poke- it feels so strange to be up before 3PM. hurtin.