Sometimes I have dreams where I can't walk but can fly or where I can't fly but can walk or where strangers come into my house and give me a hard time then just leave. Made three trips to the gas station around the corner filled the six gallon jerrycan I bought at the Shop Rite three times and hauled it up in the elevator. Guy asked me what was wrong he could send a truck. Told him to go fuck himself that was my business. Walking around with a twenty year old piece of tape stuck to my back.
Situations deteriorate quickly, just like a car does.
I saw the connection. There's a lot of activity today, a lot of voices changing. I think into those tubes which stand outside watching. Sunday morning jokers. Make more tubes from the bottom of the tube.