pretty deep, listen:
I feel like I must be a very ANGRY person (duh)
and that I am always seeking “other very angry people” (and perhaps other smart and other creative and other hyper people too, perhaps mixtures, but I digress…)
but when I find them, all I see is a reflection of myself,
and then I see how ugly I am…
maybe I need to….
na… I don’t know… I don’t know if I need to or can be more positive, like one of those hippie types….
who knows….
labelling myself in such ways…
maybe it’s true…
…
or maybe I just haven’t had breakfast yet, and this is the kind of dark loveless self-thoughts that happen at such times.