some things are real because I see them in front and behind me. I keep my eyes peeled for road signs that will tell me I can almost touch them and that those things are real because i cant. I'll try to be honest and vulnerable without treating this like a diary because I am not a liar. i was honest today a few times. like when I turned my volume up and down and higher because the zebra keeps me on my toes. I turn the knob full right for track five and whisper along because its still whispering. The very old man keeps me sprite.Keep your eyes open for something huge as soon as I get off my ass and commit to something for more than two nights. I might need to make a decision soon. also i havent figured out how to collect the comments from my comment box so feel free to chat with the expansive Out There. I won't be able to see them. Leave something true and meaningful. but don't forget to take a screenshot and email it to 777vaughant@gmail.com before you send it to the digital emptiness.