Some songs help to remind me of the benefits forgetting, letting go of erring moments (real or imagined). This song has been a regular on my playlist for years but listening to it this morning on the drive back while in my current corrupted state really reminds me of that one of the best things that Guð has created is indeed the new day.
9/14/2015
Erasure
Erasure (no, not this one), a necessary process for my psychological well-being. My mental drainage system works really hard to keep my shitty ideas from backing up and making a hot corroded mess. Admittedly, a fair amount of my choicest aggravations are predominantly theoretical at best (or, in other words, fucking fictional). But, regardless of their origins, they function as efficient ravagers, eating away at my viscera like a swarm of piranhas. Pesky plaguey buggers. Sometimes all that’s needed is a nice amnestic, to do away the burdens of our sins and to carry us into the fairer fields of Elysium, or wherever.
Some songs help to remind me of the benefits forgetting, letting go of erring moments (real or imagined). This song has been a regular on my playlist for years but listening to it this morning on the drive back while in my current corrupted state really reminds me of that one of the best things that Guð has created is indeed the new day.
Some songs help to remind me of the benefits forgetting, letting go of erring moments (real or imagined). This song has been a regular on my playlist for years but listening to it this morning on the drive back while in my current corrupted state really reminds me of that one of the best things that Guð has created is indeed the new day.
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