too much sugary pop!
too much halloween lust!
too much loving facade!
it is good when the populace rails on its own mediocrity.
i was an awesome costume that was neglected tonight.
so technically i was mediocre in the midst of mediocrity.
fractions, as an entity, would dictate then that i was a fraction of a fraction of mediocrity.
was that painfully reiterative?
see why people despise math?
there is so much more pain in peoples lives. in many ways the most cold and robotic thing i do these days is wonder at the emotional distress most people experience every day. when i measure it against my own emotional barometer i always come up thinking that i am a needle that rarely wavers while others lives seem to drag them to both ends of a turbulent spectrum.
i guess the best thing i manage to hope is that everyone is happy with the turbulence in their lives. i love you all turbulent or not.
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The ghost of Halloween’s past’s gonna get ya, Samir. Booga booga.