the apathetic scientist.

i am going to study the stars.

i want to learn about the planets, and the Universe; galaxies, perhaps.

 

 

The Age of Aquarius.

 

"a great spiritual awakening."

 

 

sometimes, i feel like i've run out of stories.

 

and then i remember that it's my own fault, really. tucking myself away into seclusion and solitude; sneaking around behind closed doors and pulled blinds.

sitting. standing. lying.

 

i guess i needed a break.

 

 

a banishment from society, for at least a year.

that's quickly turned into two.

 

internal scavenging, nowadays. scooting my imaginary feet around in the garbage that's been left behind in my imaginary worlds. my latest personal apocalypse left no survivors this time.

 

 

 

 

lucky for me, i hardly felt a thing.

Author's Note

grammar is arbitrary on purpose. :)