Currently, I wish I could fix the world, but then again who am I to say whats right. I may feel often that were going down swinging. But who am I to stay anything? Simply I'm just one person, pretty much a nobody.
Currently I can't get a clear thought to last more than an hour, maybe less. At times I feel like my mind is a horror flick or novel, and others I feel like its a lonely island.
Though, creative juices flow at a constant current. I can turn anything into something. Well pretty much anything can.
I see the wimpy transformer my Honda would be. Also letting myself slowly piece together a paper about how gender and aging effect lifestyles and relationships, which by the way is due sunday. No Fun there.
As for the horror flick in my mind...
Picture the creepiest Yellow eyes, mutated red faced creature you can think of, don't tone this beast down, let yourself create your fear. Picture his creepy glare, he obviously isn't friend material. Let his smell make your heart race and ever nerve ending in your body tingle alive. Let him ghost you for brief seconds, only to keep that lump in your throat, your heart on edge, and every nerve alert. Relaxing yourself pretending it was just an illusion, rolling over at night to face the other wall. Then a spraying noise, then a loud pounding noise at your window, your awake and now facing him. Your heart is racing, every muscle frozen, body tingling. He's after you. But what could he want from you. Somewhere on your body you feel this odd soft papercut feeling. He's haunting you on purpose. You panic like there is nothing he could want from you. He's there ghosting you appearing only when you're most relaxed. Any sound will set your nerves on fire now. He's going to do something horrible to you, and it wont be quick and painless... Sleeping with the windows and doors locked wont keep him away.
