Wow- Nothing!

I haven't been in here for a while! Trees are swirling in my peripheral vision as my head unravels clockwise on my drive home from work everyday. Giant and smelly moths have replaced butterflies and it feels like that moment when you are about to shut down your computer but then you forget what you're doing and your desktop background and everything on it turns to gray. I used to wake up in the mornings and the first thing to came to my mind was "Fuck!" but now I wake up and the first thing that comes to my mind is that nothing is coming to mind. Shit, shit, it's not so good. Being bored or stymied makes quotidian stuff so much more psychadelic, too. It's easy to imagine that the world outside of my life is a joyous utopian mess of happenstantial activity. Or macabre horrors like the horror of death itself setting in and the process of the brain shutting down as it begins to rot. It's like, I know the grass isn't always "greener" on the other side. But it must be more saturated with whatever its stale color, or something like that. It's more fragrant, there are more dandelions, grubs, neighbor's trash, discarded whipits, animals, their droppings, red ants, leftover elastic strings from candy necklaces, etc. On my side, it's just grass. Too boring for words. So boring that I haven't written in here for over a month. So boring that I have spent this entire post trying to interestingly describe "boring." This has been really boring.