For me, I can't remember the last time I answered with more than a single generic word like okay, fine, or good. Typically I am one of the above, but those words are all relative. Good. What the fuck does that mean? You may think that kicking babies is a 'good' thing to do. Or maybe you just won the lottery, and now you feel 'good.' Good doesn't tell me shit. But then again, that's what this society dictates we should respond with. "Don't go into detail. Just generalize and move on about your way. Expediency is efficiency! Personality is overrated."
Ask me how I am today, and here's the extended version that you won't hear me verbalize..
I am.. shedding green skin. New ink is itching like a mother.
I am .. wondering if I should buy a parking permit or a beach cruiser first. (Both are inevitable purchases).
I am.. not looking forward to being a slave to school again.
I am.. anxious for the next two months to pass by swiftly.
I am .. missing my best friends and wishing I were in NY right now.
I am.. satisfied with the last project I painted, but want to paint more.
I am.. writing about these non-important things because I have yet to find inspiration for something greater.
I am.. wondering if that fortune cookie was true. (If you're concealing feelings for me, please don't... unless I don't like you).
I am.. slightly tired and craving coffee.
Anyways, how are you? Good?
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