Buoy Don’t Float

I knew this post would come sometime, but I’ve been too lazy to sit down and wrap the words around it.

Basically, I’m lazy. The worst thing in life is to go through a week and gain nothing from it. What a waste. Heading back up to Berkeley in hopes of finding a stroke of productivity.

I’m still upsessed with TV on the Radio:
‘Got a curse i cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts
when the moon is round and full
gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish”

I haven’t gotten a good look at the sun in a while. It’s funny because I always leave my house when the family is home brushing teeth and prepping for sleep. Also, I noticed that everytime I looked at the moon this break–which I definitely got a lot of since I’ve been smoking so damn much–it was seemingly a full moon. Cool? I think so.