
Originally Posted by
Lucid
sometimes i take alook at my hand and get so engrossed in its shape texture and functionalty i question how it was created and for what purpose, eventually i start to think bout the rest of my body in the same way and ultimatly this train of thought leads me to examine my sorroundings and the world around me, by this point I start to realize that I have to dedicate a good portion of inifinity in order to even begin to remotley understand what I am let alone where and who I am.. out of confusion and frustration my mind will side track a bit and start to questioning why i spend so much doing such irrelevent time consuming tasks ie, work, music, sluts which seem to only be there to occupy my time and serve as a distraction from reality, by this point im so confused that i can only thing of one solution.
beer.