contradictive. you want to live up up there yet still want your trembling feet to touch the ground. you could drink yourself to death, an enormous amount of maple syrup or a tiny freezing cup of worry. epileptic waltz is all we want to do before the blitz comes true. swing and lay back motion between consciousness and confusion. add a bit of chuckles. and giggles too. daily journal number six two seven, forgetting. it keeps us feeling alive.