The internet is a funny thing... being able to search to check for originality of thought is a funny thing.

A few days ago I thought/said/mind-wrote this:

Think with your body
Dance with your mind

after ruminating for months on my thought process, and on music and emotions, and shape-thoughts, and on various learning styles, and on this video where ( Read more... )

life keeps happening
i can't really tell what's worth talking about anymore.

clear umbrellas remind of me jellyfish in the evening streetlamp light

wait... does spinach even grow anywhere where kangaroos live? probably not... and besides, who likes spinach?
maybe chinchillas...

why am I still awake.

the past caught up to me today, that's why, I'm still reeling from the impact.

I'm going to bed.

today was a really good day, actually. yes.

even though I didn't get a letter like I was hoping

wait, do kangaroos eat spinach? what do they eat??

Indian music makes me feel so alive...

oh my god. FINALLY.
It feels so right.

I swear Ingrid Michaelson is another Regina Spektor. I wonder if they listen to each other's music.

Ms Lacker sang me Ingrid Michaelson's The Way I Am and it made her cry.

here's the song.

if you had completed me
don't think I'd be pleased with you
don't think I can be with you
with half of me to take

(sneaker pimps)