ok so i have exams this month and what happens? my head fills with a books worth of a story.
half of me wants to write it down, but i dont want to lose focus.

its about a boy who realises he has a really early developing alzheimers and watches his world crumble around him, until hes nothing but a jibbering mess, but along the way he does the most beautiful and harrowing stuff to retain his humanity. like, he starts a journal,  so that when he forgets everything he can read what happened to him. and he takes photos of everyone in his classes and gets them to write a piece for him.

this is the sort of shit i could actually sell, if i was good with my writing.

either way, im keeping this here so that everytime i open deviantart, its there staring me in the face so i dont forget.

there was another ironic take of an orwellian world story but thats just gone, and im glad cause that type of genre fiction is so overdone.

and anyway, i fucking hate the daily mail, why would i want to give them ammo.

and i need to sleep earlier, but i cant go to bed early when i get in so late and my heads still buzzing its like wtf.

anyway /rant

Thoughts meander like a
restless wind inside a letter box
they tumble blindly as
they make their way across the universe