The World

"The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy the world. The bird flies to god."

Eggs are tough.

So many fascinating things happening in life. Trying to figure out what I'm doing with my summer, or the rest of the semester, or the rest of the day. Not working on enough shows and getting totally lost in my Early History of God class. How do people do real college all the time?

My brain is moving in slow motion, which is driving me nuts. I prefer hyperspeed. Not sure if that's a generational thing or a me thing, or both.

I can't remember where this was going. More later. I'll be home in about 36 hours.

Hello, March.