good morning...

clearly my sight is limited, but if i don’t get answers as to why this motherfucker over here seems so much happier than i am, i may call upon the unrelated johnson brothers to cut the power to the entire western hemisphere. if luck of the draw is to blame, i can accept such things, but if bean teeth and a shitty faux hawk are more appealing than the entirety of my being, i fear that nothing can bring me back from the ledge. call it ego, pride, or just plain misguided rage, jealousy or small-mindedness, but this can’t be entirely unwarranted. beating around the bush isn’t all bad, but when setting it on fire is an option, who in their right mind wouldn’t prefer a little warmth? connections connections connections: social, neurological or seemingly random: in the end, all that seems to matter is what or who one knows, and what “what” is. a lot can happen in a day, but if no one is around to document it, did any of it ever really happen?

skipping all of the questions as though they were rocks starts to seem repetitive after a while, and following the seventh bounce, even the highest of hopes result in another thing running out of steam and hitting rock bottom.

good morning...

ian brock

Clarksville, United States

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