the last few days have been confusing and im infected

so im having a mid-semester life crisis.

if it sounds impossible,

call me up and i'll let you walk in my shoes for a day.

i get that music and art coinside and live together in unison. its beautiful. i have this urg to see its beauty daily.

but what is this life all about?

why are we here?

are we here to hopefully be nice mannerful people? and are we meant to be objects of mass production consumers? or even just consumers?

we have become more and more reliant on technologies to derive our conversations. we rather get lost in the sea of txt msg'n and the internet which is as big as the ocean.

is there something greater? is there a bigger purpose? is life just black and white or is there grey area within all the air we breathe?

there has to be something greater than material goods.

all of our days are numbered. but whos to know when our number stops.

we have such a short time to figure out our purpose.

i just feel lost sometimes.





on another note, i decided to take someone's advice and write about something i dont normally write about. its kinda silly, but i kinda dig it...

-I'm Allergic to the Central Valley-
The air just seems heavier
On this side of the golden state.
Everything seems blurry.
I can't see the beautiful blossoms
And clearly, i cant see the fullness of the trees.
I feel a bit lost.
I'm comming down with an illness,
I think I'm getting homesick.
My thoughts are congested.
I need another dose of city air.