I feel like this
right now.
I am panic-ing about starting and finishing,
simultaneously.
I am all over the place.
Feeling trapped in my head,
with all my dumb thoughts-
pepper jack cheese is very robust-
aesthetics in art are rediculous to speak to.
I watched a film during studio hours that resonated deeply enough I have nothing yet to say about it:
It was horrifying because it was so beautiful and distant.
Well there's something.
Stranded in Canton by William Eggleston
I know I have much more to say about it...later.
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