I am a terrible student.
It truly seems as though the urgency of my need is the slackening of the line that leads to all my thoughts.
In my mind, the scale of thoughts and distance grows beyond proportion.
I am tiny reaching up to distant fluffy giants, wholly within my own mind.
They taunt me when I do not need them, leave me cold and wet with drops of inspiration.
Then when action times upon me, I am dry and far away.
Fuck you brain. Fuck you.
