Sun cum anx

EVER HEARD OF IT

Ohhhhh myyyy Wave shift on Friday, waking with shit in my middle, sun flaring, anx sloshing, workscreen blasting my eyes, so many weirds and doing my pages and meditation and stretches with the wrongs, at what? too much surge too much and my life joking at me ahahahahahahahahaha you walked right into that hahahahahahahahah u ahahahahahahahh you saw that spider web from so far away hahahahaha BUT YOU STILL ATE IT—

“is the wifi working on ur comp”

“last time i checked, no”

“my service either”

“A* says it’s down everywhere, y2k, sun’s flaring, coronal ejaculations, gps gone, etc. etc, what?”

“I didn’t think we’d make it to the end”

“great excuse not to work”

“should we go for a walk.”

“Yes”

MOMENTS OF GOODLOVE EVEN WHEN THE WRONGS STRIKE

Sun tongues whipping , assignment: 3 days of Anx, isn’t that fun, no hahaah binge texting hangover perhaps, perhaps the too many screened instants or deathtime of year, it was like nauseous ocean puking without puking, wobbly indulgence,

LIFE WOULD BE BETTER WITHOUT INTERNET OK, LISTEN SUN I DON’T WANT A SMART PHONE, ARTIFICIAL DIVINITY, PERDITION, SNEAKY LIAR, I DON’T WANT COMPULSION, I DON’T WANT TOO MUCH INFORMATION ALL THE TIME, I WANT LIFE IN PURE MOMENTS, EVERYTHING ON THE SURFACE, EVERYTHING TANGIBLE, PROBABLY IMPOSSIBLE HERE UNLESS THE SUN REALLY EATS IT ALL AWAY BUT DO I REALLY WANT THAT? MAYBE I SHOULD STOP WANTING IMPOSSIBLE THINGS LOLOL GOD LAUGHING AT THE STILL AND FATED MEANT TO BE, BUT IT’S FINE, I’M LEARNING TO STOP OPENING THE SAME DOOR, THERE’S PROGRESS IN OTHER PORTALS, COOK ALL YOUR FOOD, LOOK AT YOUR SKIN, THE NUMBERS, MEASUREMENTS, DESIGN OF EVERYTHING, BE CALM. BEEEEECAAALLLLMMMMMMMM.
YOU LOVE.
THE SUN STORMS AND THEN IT COOLS.
I AM LIKE THE SUN.
I AM A DIFFERENT PERSON TO EVERYONE I MEET.
IT’S ALL IMPOSSIBLE AND YET.
WE HAD A HOLY NIGHT.
IT CURED ME.

So I’m stopping with that. And that. And bringing in more of that, u kno?