first

last night, i had dreams of the lake in the town i used to live, and when i woke up, i found some pictures of that very shore, i am so desperate to get back to.

second
it took me a long time to put a shirt on before i cleaned my apartment. then i saw a toothpaste commercial, that made me think about all the stupid ad's we see in our lifetimes, and i really hope right before i'm about to die, my mind doesn't just wander back to one of the many incidental advertisements i've seen, because i really don't want the last thing i think about to be,
toothpaste.

then i thought of these words,
i got the impression that, and that's it, so i guess really nothing yet. i wrote that g extremely bold and i don't know why?

i have to go to the bathroom

alright i feel better now

anyway, where were we? that's a lot of w's and e's in one place.
fristplace.

i had a dream last night, and i was in my old bed room, with a strange arrangement of characters i don't know, in real life.

ahh fuck it, i don't want to write right now anyways, then i thought of these words,
cat get off the table, thanks for picking me up some toothpaste, clap, and everybody.

none of these are errors in typing, or mistakes made in the translation of keyboard from page, which is in fact the same thing, just worded a little different, this is just really how i think of things, and that's upsetting... bumblebees!

for that matter, what's up with the saying "the bees knees?"
i mean in what way are bees knees any good? like they are most certainly not bad, but they are not really anything worth acknowledging, so why are they used to describe anything at all?

third
i woke up and really wanted to be productive today, but i never find on my lists, much value in my to do's, so i just let life go like it's a time machine stuck on fast forward, you know what i mean? better things could probably be getting done, but i'm not sleeping right, there are bags under my eye lids like they're going on vacation, and i'm not eating right, my ribs are poking out like a hard on through boxer shorts, i don't know what any of that has to do with anything, i guess i just sort of thought it sounded poetic, honestly have you been reading this whole time? i totally would have just skimmed this, which hopefully you did, and if you didn't, i guess you're just as bored to death as i am.

well i don't really wanna end with that so i thought of these words
people, clap again for some reason, i don't know what's up with that, but every time i'm just a little bit past way too fucked up on something more worth not mentioning, the word clap always comes into my head, and not like the std, but like the actual action to clap, i see a naked man and a women, in a loving embrace, and the word clap... well actually when i think about that now, kinda sounds like the std, jk, not really, well maybe, i don't frickin know, but i defiantly envision the sound and action of clapping... bizarre.

there are polar bears and killer whales in the oceans of the arctic, < i think that word is spelled weird for some reason.
curls, orange, and it's bedtime,i'm seeing large purple dots flurry, i'm watching scary movies, and they make me want to touch myself. that's probably a little bit too much information, but that is how my day ended
when the sun came up

and if that didn't catch you're attention, i'll go cut myself
...
see that was a joke, not funny, i know, but i always did have a crude sense of humor, when it came to these things

the sun is still up.