I feel like the mundane is so insanely...just not mundane. Why does it fascinate me so? How come I feel like every detail has to capture my attention like diamonds in the sky? It's not important, it probably doesn't matter. But I want to know. I need to know. I'm a space case.
My mouth. It gets me in trouble every time. Why doesn't anyone tell me to shut up? Haven't I had this conversation before? I feel like I'm talking to myself. Why doesn't anyone just tell me to shut it and keep it shut. I would say a lot less stupid things. Dang.