my mind swells and shrinks. some call it bipolar. i think it is just the duality of the human experience. when am hungry though i don’t speak at all. sometimes food enslaves me man. at least am getting lots of veg into my flesh. not so much fish though. people love meat here. the flesh is sweet huh. the flesh triumphs. twitter triumphs. what next children? what next to slice my attention into smaller scripts? spring break is almost here. am not heading to the beach or the mountains. the city is still intriguing. drove through manhattan on friday night. through the east village. the bars looked bohemian enough. got an artistic vibe from the landscape. wanted to stop and sip. will do that soon with the girl who sold the world.