head space alive

the last few days my head has not been in the best of places.

its on a busy downtown street with a crush of people, too crowded to move, too loud to think.

its staring out a window, mesmerized by the fuzzy dandelions wafting in the september breeze.

its looking at the gunk in my sink and wondering how it got there.

its overdosin on cheezeburgers.

its fretting, and not on a guitar.

its wanting to take a vacation from having to think, look, see, process.

its alive, mwhahahahahaha.......