Maybe We’re Crazy. Probably.

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.

COMMENTS
Buddha's picture

Great song, great video.

I love how they mix those images of the female reproductive tract in with the other animation.

It's also one of the greatest cover songs, ever.

You can hardly hear any of Seal's version at all!

Stephen Mejias's picture

>You can hardly hear any of Seal's version at all!Thank goodness.

Buddha's picture

I tried to show katy and the link no workie. You know any other way to get to the video?

Stephen Mejias's picture

>I tried to show katy and the link no workie. You know any other way to get to the video?Hmm, seems that the video was removed by the You Tube user. I've posted a different version. Please let me know if it works now.Thanks.

Todd Steponick's picture

Stephen is the ultimate dancer. Women seem to love it. Especially my x-girlfriend, haha.

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