Good morning.

My eye is on fire; there’s soap in it. I run into the wall trying to get that bristle stuck in between my teeth. I should change my brush. My toe hurts, I hit it against the bucket. What a morning, eh!? The door hits my knee as I open it and I slip while … Continue reading Good morning.

I think, I don’t.

Thinking is hard: It’s like I can’t think when I try to think because my thinking fails to realise even trying to think is also thinking. What do I think about ? That mirror that makes me look at myself even if I don’t want to ? Or that tap that keeps leaking no matter … Continue reading I think, I don’t.