a change is gonna come

'nothing with your life...'

depending on how i spin it around, where it stops and what angle i am afforded when it does, my life can seem rather varied in how i would describe the state of things. zoom in here, and there is potential disaster. zoom in there, my potential for greatness is climbing to new heights.

but what is disaster, what is greatness anyhow? a simple twist of perception, i think. one way or another, it all just is. and i am in the middle. and so i keep on doing whatever it is that i do. i've been quite a bit more involved in things other than 'what i do' lately, which is interesting. i have always been so inwardly turned. not so much anymore.

it has taken another to draw it out of me, not by force but just by being himself. and i get scared, but we keep on rolling along nonetheless.

i'm fucking thirsty. and no, that is not a metaphor. i just had the last drop of my perfect-sized bottle of water, the moniker of which may have to be re-evaluated in light of my heightened thirst, and a slow steady panic has spread over me. i am not drinking from the tap here; richmond tap water elicits a fear in the deepest depths of my inner hypochondriac. i need a vitamin-water spring installed in my apartment. that would solve a lot right now. most importantly, my thirst.

i wish i had more to say. i do, but it's behind stuff and other stuff and some more stuff in my brain, and now i have someone else to say it to as well, so a lot of it has been going there. but i have a feeling it will all balance out pretty soon and i will be back up and running on the old blogaroo. i need to get back to the social commentary, i suppose, but my social commentary has been confined to hating on just about everyone and everything lately, so that gets boring.