Chapters (11)
4:50AM: this soap just seems so versatile…how it makes this tub so clean, makes me clean…soft skin…years…dr.bronner’s. extremely effected by Xanax all of a suddn. 51 hours no sleep. actually slept for like a half an hour in tub.
5:06AM: no i just fell asleep letting hot water pour on my head. i woke thinking i was surrounded by ambulances on a highway but that i was not part of the accident, i was just looking at it. put towel on my head. no, i put a towel no my haed. no just tyed it up. the water is hot again.
5:20AM: copied all of this text and opened flickr but there was no where to paste it.
5:21AM: imovie is opening again.
5:23AM: just realized wolf voices, coming from the ktchen in Philadelphia na seeing ex-bourfreidn there at kitchen table, sat next to him ‘there is something wrong with your imovie, it’s only playing wolf things.’ then like, flashing in and out of being in a bathtub, a really alert/aware state where i’m thinking ‘write that dream or whatever down, what is going on’ but think i am forgetting crucial parts. except for nap from 12:30-1 or whenever. so since. woke 3:15PM 3/17 and now it’s 5:15AM march 20th
just slid ti catch something from falling into the water. it was like, one of those things parents have , a sony…you like watch slideshows of difital images on its frme.
5:18(???)AM: now it says 5:18. i want food more. need to wash conditioner out ooooohok. i think there is a nother eperson in here with me. i can feel them. like it’s Jordan or something. damnit. i’m feeling eyeball things. optic things. imovie closed but i don’t know why opened it. okay.
5:26AM: feel like i am supposed to tel my parents somethingn soon, like my mom wanted me to reminder her something to r. stevie moore is like wesley willis to me in some way. i am forgetting something about why typing this now. i thikn it was to get ou tof the tub. seems hard. feel like there are bandmates here. i am not quite awake. let water out of tub. damn. water in cans. feel so good abou water in cans, my water in a can. wish cans had tops you could put ack on. take them on the go. there is an ear what is this shit.
5:32AM: uploading…doing all of this stuff is so. the water is all out of the tub and conditioner is still on my hair. i feel soft. earlier i looked down at my abdomen and vag and pictured a for real person in there, like growing, felt excited, someday!!! get to…yeah…jesus, if you ever feel sad just think about how you can always do this crazy thing to your body and know someone all your life or theirs, rather. can’t talking about it well. want to make breakfast for my kids like michelle illiams in blue valentine only i’d LOVE MY KIDS and play with them because they do say the darndest things, truly, i feel. i’m just one of them too. we gon have fun. shit man. get ready for my baby squad. gonna reshape the game man. or like. what i mean to say is it will be different. ir. what the hell am i talking about