ten. The sanest days are mad

How do you stay in one spot when there is an entire world for you to explore? People, faces, cities, sights, the open road. How do you sit still? When you have built a world and life for yourself, and you are disgusted simply by the thought of it how do you stay? What keeps you here? If it isn't what you made than what is it? You don't get the answers by continually asking questions, you simply do. Life is trial and error, do and do not, hypothesis and conclusion.

Get up off of your couch and do.

I'm going completely mental, I look back fondly on days of lucidity and laugh my ass off.