So... I've been hanging out with this one friend of mine, and we've been trying to get me high I guess. I suppose I am. It feels super weird. I guess kind of like Kurt Vonnegut because time is linear, or what was that. It's kind of scary because things are happening at once, and it's hard for one thing to stay in one place. I decided it was a good idea to write now because of the sensations I am feeling. I'm not exactly how sure what time it is or something like that.
The room is spinning. My arms are warm. It's cold though. We're listening to music. I'm moving, like my head is spinning. I am in my head, but not in my head. "Just blogging, while high on a Friday night."
We are listening to Chopin. I am on the bed on my laptop. Only 6 minutes have passed. It was 11:06 or something. Then, 11:28. Then 11:31. 11:33. 11:34. The room is spinning. I see everything, but blackness at the same time. My legs kind of feel numb. I'm thinking about each and every moment, feeling like a bunch of dimensions flowing from one another in a linear, circular fashion. It was then. Then is now. We are lying down on the bed... kind of. I'm tired. I'm awake. The room is spinning, I'm moving, I'm spinning. Half of the time, my eyes are closed, yet they are open. Ambiguous, ambivalence? Chewing gum. Hmmm....
Not sure I like this feeling. There's a weird warm feeling in my chest. It feels like I'm not in control of anything. Even with my glasses on, things are blurry. There's a warmness in the middle of my chest. I twitch sometimes. It's a bit cold. It is 11:37. I shall be having brunch with another friend at about 11. I need to get up early then. I don't know where my phone is. I found it. With my other stuff.
I'm kind of scared of now. Everything is happening at once. It was then. It's now. My battery might almost be dead. Hmmm..
Manmanman. Time's passing by so slowly. I wonder if I'll remember all this in the morning.
I guess we'll see.
Please tune back or something.
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