MURMAIDER - an Angry Fish

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Jan 19 2010 ∞

Sometimes

Sometimes I smoke in my dreams. I feel really guilty about it when I wake up.

Sometimes I see things that I’ve written, but don’t realize immediately that I was the writer, and I think, “Sweet! Someone else finally sees things my way!” which is only a little less pathetic than, “YAY! SOMEONE FINALLY AGREES WITH ME!”

Sometimes I manage to look out a window on a rainy day and see only storm clouds, which makes me feel better about the world, like I don’t have to do anything today because it is raining. Strangely, this makes me more productive.

Sometimes I manage to catch myself lying to myself. I never stop lying to other people, mostly because I don’t care.

Sometimes I don’t obfuscate reality, but then only for myself. Too many other people seem to be so boring that they need to live here all the damn time. Even within alternate realms of causality, these people are devoid of superpowers or magic.

Sometimes I overuse words like sometimes in shitty, half-assed non-poems. But fuck it, right?

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