" from a slice of all time "

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i have to remind myself to remind myself to not put all my focus on one thing or person or situation. to be that myopic gives me tunnel-vision, and i find it really hard to unlatch.

when i get into cleaning my desk at home, it turns into half-cleaning/half-reminiscing and then i get the cleaning-itch and begin to clean my floor, room, hallway, apartment. it's good to be detail-oriented, but i get lost.

the hours pass, the day wanes, the sun sets behind the buildings, behind the horizon, and it becomes nighttime becomes twilight becomes dawn. time is ceaseless until our time in this life is over, so i need to remember to take that time i have now and even it all out.

so, gone thieves of activity time, good riddance burglars of multitasking, and fare thee well appropriators of socializing. as always it is nice to have you over in small increments, but i've things to do.

thank you of your company, i've now things to do.

tonight's homework:

you are great! you are valid! you have every potential to accomplish tasks great and minuscule! shelf a mania and explore a newfound interest or activity. expand your world in metered steps.

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 only the best things from now on. this is the mantra with the resound and echo. 
 our feet firmly planted in the shallows of a river, and everything is in motion. 
 eyes closed in the sunlight, eyes open in the dusk leaning towards twilight. heart open at all times. this machine of mine has so many components, and all have been in a constant state of repair this whole time. 
 there’s no need to practice or set time aside for rehearsal. 
 this is that main stage shit, that spotlight in your face manifest shit, that good nervous energy because you know yourself and you’re going to make fools knees buckle shit. no watch necessary; timepiece irrelevant. 
 only good thoughts, good times, happinesses and yelling, writhing and ecstasy, kinetic energy and endless inertia. 
 only the best things from now on. and the beat goes on and on and on and on. 
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only the best things from now on. this is the mantra with the resound and echo.

our feet firmly planted in the shallows of a river, and everything is in motion.

eyes closed in the sunlight, eyes open in the dusk leaning towards twilight. heart open at all times. this machine of mine has so many components, and all have been in a constant state of repair this whole time.

there’s no need to practice or set time aside for rehearsal.

this is that main stage shit, that spotlight in your face manifest shit, that good nervous energy because you know yourself and you’re going to make fools knees buckle shit. no watch necessary; timepiece irrelevant.

only good thoughts, good times, happinesses and yelling, writhing and ecstasy, kinetic energy and endless inertia.

only the best things from now on. and the beat goes on and on and on and on.

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