Gum.

Somedays you walk around the end to someone's joke. I don't know. I'm tired of people trying to put me in a box. (don't you know I'm claustrophobic?) 

Everything you have is on your sleeve.  No tricks this time.

Watched the Oregon slideshow. And watched time unravel in two different directions. Back in time and through it. 

blaaaah.

I should tell stories. Instead I talk in code.