Question everything.

Scatterbrained and endless, Rocketing through neurons, Through experiences, With no time concept, Just dreams. Dreams that burst through into reality. Shaking my core. Rocking the bed Flying high. No clouds. Just nines. No, negatives. Take one. Swerve to ten. Go getter. Get guddda. No stutter. Speak up. Act right. Straight edge. Back again. Off again.Continue reading “Question everything.”