Where does the time go? I ask myself that a lot. I have a very awkward sense of time. I'm usually 20 minutes early to everything, but when I you ask me what happened last week I'll give you a blank stare. It's not that I don't remember. I have a pretty good memory. I just have a warped sense of time. So I affectionately call myself Time Dyslexic. Last week is the same as last year is the same as last month. it's all in a lump some where in my head and when I need to recall something I have to figure out what major events happened around it in order to pinpoint a direction in which to search my memory. It can be a pain in the ass. Mostly because without Time keeping things in order is a crap shoot. The possibility of "forgetting" it is high. I didn't forget it. it's just not were it maybe should be. Friends make fun of me all the time or get angry because I forget. it's not that I forgot i just don't know what day it is. I know that I need to be at work more often then not, that doesn't mean I can tell you the date.
Anyway now that I'm done blabbering about something I can't remember the point of. (Shut up I said I have a good memory not perfect) It's been a few weeks since I posted last and it seems you all like reading my stuff. I have now put Collapse in a folder and hidden it away for a month or two. I need to give it some time to breath you know. let my subconscious mull it over for awhile.
Speaking of Subconscious. Mine? It hates me and I mean it HATES me right now. No idea why, but it has been filling my dreams and mind with all sorts of fun and not so fun fucked up shit. Take last nights dream. In truth all I really remember was that I was running from killer alien dolphin clowns. the problem was my legs kept transforming into other things. chair legs, horse legs, a snake, wings, it was all very odd. What's great is that isn't even the worst of them.
Anyway, I think I should stop rambling now. I'd love to hear topic ideas for my next posts. Feel free to comment with them
