I know I want to say something. I'm just not sure what it is.
Instead I guess i'll just stay here and marinade in the absence of disentangled thoughts.
It's confusing, and it's even more difficult to explain. It's like a hunch? Intuition. This feeling that there's something within your being which demands expression but you can't quite reach it, see it, it's blurry and might not even be there.
Searching is futile anyway, this is always out of reach.
I guess it's a nice representation of life, or something. I don't know, I'm sure it can be used as a deep metaphor of sorts - like how life is perpetual disappointment, always striving for what can't be achieved.
In my opinion...
Sometimes
Life is bullshit.
