Tuesday, February 28, 2012
I am confusingly awkward and hopefully awkwardly confusing. I thrill in representing miscommunication and disconnect between vision and mind. I respect what deserves to be respected, but withhold when I truly feel otherwise. I often feel overwhelmed by my minds processes of disrupting my thoughts. Constant triggers of creativity remove me from the living world’s reality and throw me in a place where time stops and ideas are fulfilled with ease. I enjoy this disconnect, but when I snap back into life I regret the time I spend there. I think that falling behind is my greatest fear of all.