These times of the night are wherein I forsee my downfall
Everyone I know is usually miserable during this time of the night.
I know that my slacking off shall partake in this. I know the chemicals (and not just the alcohol) shall partake in this. I know love shall contribute with its ways.
And all who I shall greet on the other side shall be my grandfather.
Who’s had excesses of foods and chemicals partake in his demise.
I’d rather break something when said time comes. Not a bone in my body, but an inanimate object. God forbid a lodged bone within would be the cause of my demise.
I haven’t seen my friends in well over a week, and due to the lack of their presence before me spiraling down to being a wreck this time of the night had become almost foreign to me. And then it happened.
I need to stand up before conflicts that shall present themselves before me. I ought to take some notes from Walter White.
I am a walker who’s foot-based journeys have often contained lengthy distances that one can’t often be arsed to take.
And lately it’s been “I” this and “I” that, but it’s because the one I must focus on to fix up is me. I am a person with glitches, and I’m going to upgrade my well being progressively, so to speak, like Norton Antivirus.
I am the one who knocks walks.
Changes shall be celebrated. I won’t share you the drives and ideas inside; this is my time.
Ozymandias (Watchmen) [On when he plans to commence his evil scheme]:"Do it?" Dan, I'm not a republic Serial Villain. Do you seriously think I'd explain my master stroke if there remained the slightest chance of you affecting its outcome? I did it 35 minutes ago.
Hank (ASAC) Schrader (Breaking Bad) [On Walt telling him to beg to spare his own life]:What, you want me to beg? You're the smartest guy I ever met, and you're too stupid to see he made up his mind 10 minutes ago.
This the biggest retiring bummer since Bela Tarr/Phil Collins.
And simultaneously like the other two, I’m absolutely fine with it. They all have highlights (Miyazaki with nearly everything he’s done, Tarr with Satantango and Werckmeister Harmonies, and Collins with his era of Genesis and Sussudio [Great song, personal favorite]).
This whole time, I dreamed that my arms were wrapped around Heisenberg, and he was all “oh, okay” to that, as we strolled down a nice little town with lots of little candy stores. A little girl was on his left, but walking by herself and I couldn’t identify who it was (I was on his right).
I’ve felt safer in that dream alone than in any time that has passed in this real world of ours.
Drawing depicting what I could remember coming soon.