Thoughts From The Brown Couch

i'm fucked up enough to write a little bit about not talking. maybe it's me, i know i tend to lose touch with people, good people, friends to me and friends of mine, aquaintances, etc, but the thing is, it always seems so passive on my part. maybe that is the problem, as readers of this blog should well know that most what i say doesn't make sense, and less so to me of course. At any rate, i think there could soon come a time when i pull my dissappearing act again. at least it won't be like the last few times, cause this time i am not with that awful succubus. but pending the many obscure and ill-timed events of the next few days, we shall see how things go. i have it on good authority that soon there will be some good news in the next few months, and right now, i have other irons in the fire, so to speak. i think the key is expectation. we shall EXPECT (high drama in this) some good news, and someone to take a stab at stating what i think is the OBVIOUS (more high drama...) of another situation i have been daydreaming about.

(sometimes, i feel like such an ass...i swear, if people knew half of what kicked around in my head, i'd probobly be in an institution for the criminally inane. note, that is NOT a mispelling.) we're deep into it now, and depsite my recent descent into the lesser stages of mania, i feel confident things will, as always, work out to my satisfaction. it's amazing what a change of perception will do for you, sometimes i think it is all that stands in the way of utter domination. jim morris says "that's just the way it goes" and that is just the way it goes.

cf