Often when I think I have nothing to write about, I remember. I remember. I remember JA commenting on one of my entries:
"It's amazing how you can write 300 words about nothing, and make it seem important." I don't think he really used the word "amazing," but it was something like that. I remember when.
I remember. I remember when I lost my mind. Sometimes I think I'm crazy. I really do. But I tell myself:
Crazy people don't think they're crazy. Relax, fool. Maybe it would be better if I didn't call myself names. Has it been 300 words yet? Music is good because it makes me forget myself and dance. Here's a video full of ink spots and insects. Watch it and see how it makes you dance. Dance with me. I love it when you dance with me.
That was only 147 words. Close enough.
"It's amazing how you can write 300 words about nothing, and make it seem important." I don't think he really used the word "amazing," but it was something like that. I remember when.
I remember. I remember when I lost my mind. Sometimes I think I'm crazy. I really do. But I tell myself:
Crazy people don't think they're crazy. Relax, fool. Maybe it would be better if I didn't call myself names. Has it been 300 words yet? Music is good because it makes me forget myself and dance. Here's a video full of ink spots and insects. Watch it and see how it makes you dance. Dance with me. I love it when you dance with me.
