Saturday, July 24 2010

Lately I feel like I want to "vomit" out all my thoughts, conscience and memories. I want to be innocent and nascent. It would also be great if I could do this (voracious projectile vomiting) every time I saw terrible things like obsequiousness at social occasions or awkward moments of crackheads confronting each other on the streets in San Francisco. I'm obsessed. I can't stop thinking about it. It's disturbing, I know.