at an ungodly hour...

i feel so uninspired. not to mention sleepy. and spaced out. like the back of someones hand. it's like those grey spells. y'know. the ones that knock all the breath out of you. and you don't even know what's hit you.
i feel like fullstops. ... ...



like a drain... that's trying desperately to stop all the water from flowing out.


trust me. this is not art.

it's just a mistake. of sorts.