somedays you just wake up without a single thought in your head.
no worries, no existential crisis, no funny ideas for t-shirts or reality shows.
just a calm, empty, space.
picture a vacant lot.
immense possibility exists for my brain today. i could build a skyscraper or a musuem on it.
i could fill it up with all of the books and pictures that i have been dying to absorb.
i could set it to automatic and just see what it comes up with.
i could just lay on the grass and watch the clouds.
my mind is empty and carefree, like a jellyfish, just floating idly by.
today would be a good day for a movie.
the kind of movie with the big explosions and stuff. nothing too complex.
today would be a good day to fly a kite.
or to just hold someone's hand for hours. concentrating on every line and wrinkle until they make shapes and tell stories.
today would be a good day to not be on the computer trying to write some book that has yet to take shape.
or even to be writing to you, dear reader.
thats why i am going to stop now.
choosing to daydream in a comfortable chair.
eat icecream in a park.
count the stars as, one by one, they appear in the darkening sky.
an empty mind is a terrible thing to waste.
10:11 a.m. - 2006-03-03
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