May. 9th, 2013

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the (quasi)blinded i have to admit i love-love-love driving home at night, sitting in those coffee-shops all night, walking thru house and don't bother turning on the light since its midnight, etc..... being in the dark with bubbles & blobs of color... i feel like i'm trippin'

my life is painted by Picasso at night, by day-time its Van Gogh (edit: or should that be reverse, since i see clearer in the dark.. hm.)... trust me i'm not bragging, i am very much still dependent on others...

inventing curse-words every time i bump (right side) into walls or trip over another piddling that everyone thought you'd see & step over... and yet i'm less nervous, and walk better, when i'm alone... its a conundrum...

i can't get over the color, seems i can see it more clearly, when i can't see the details & lines of the object... i see Jazz...



(edit: i just thought of being "happier" with the sunshine, & feeling safer in the dark... i'm a hypocrite, in a way, but its a given that i feel anxious/depressed in the grey)

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