Also Sprach ZaraTHRUSTTHRUSTTHRUSTa

I’m putting all my crazy thoughts to paper in my actual, physical journal and all my processed (re-evaluated, if you will) thoughts on this. Juxtaposing the two, I reckon a lot of personal shit is being filtered out. I don’t want everyone to know everything, after all. It’d be like proposing through e-mail – you’re inevitably going to get your arse handed to you. So what do I want to put here today? Not much actually, today has been sort of dull. I suppose not all days are bound to be exciting and eventful.
I just have to learn that bonds do not deteriorate as fast as I believe, and that no news can be good news.

I’m eating a banana.
Well, I ate a banana.

Now I miss it.