My life have been circulating around the word "understanding". Various meanings of it but effects just bear one.
Understandings of you, of me, of her, of him, of us, of them, of everytime, of everyday, of everything.
Its too mind boggling, too emotion blasting.
What's best now, to make these understanding of understandings a peaceful affair, would be a pint of ranting concoctions. They let you let go. They let you momentarily empty. They let you fantasize.
They let you do everything that is far from reality, Just like alcohol.
I want to be in RPG now. Killing mushrooms is much better than making understandings.
Dont worry, you need not understand all these. Go kill mushrooms instead. (:
