Wednesday, March 18, 2015

mazed

if there ever was an example of 'high as a kite', this would be it. i was the most high i'd ever been in my life - mostly because i'd never been high in my life before. but even if i had, this just somehow would be more high than that would have been.

walking in a circle that, in retrospect, must have had a radius of no more than 15 feet, felt like wandering in the desert with moses. i felt an unshakeable sense of being lost - simultaneously experiencing an equally unshakeable, and yet unsettling, familiarity with the rocks and grass i was walking past.

like some sick joke. a corn maze with no way out.