Sixth Sense

Pink Tiger once told me once that my posts were a bit... i dunno. not myself? a lil bit down?
I can't recall without going back and reading what i actually said afterwards. Anyways, I guess i'm back to that sort of mood as of late. Not so much just one reason but just the culmination of a lot of stuff that just been festering inside my head.

I've really been looking forward to Thursdays cuz I can just go out and chill with people I know and not think too much. Kinda like last year, I would just go to Kemah, have a few crown and cokes, watch the water and listen to people. Something to look forward to and still keep my mind off of a lot of things.

Sometimes, it's not enough so I get some down/quiet time to think. Thinking really should be banned. I digress.

Sixth sense. It's like this fucking memory. I've got a bit of it, but sometimes don't trust it. And then a lil bit later, it says, ha ha, muthafucka, what did i say? anyways, it struck again tonight. And I'm sorta glad.
between having a slight sixth sense and a fucking memory that just won't give in some instances...
ah. :) fukitol.