And I'll take you down in the name of love..
Sitting in class with my chunky cream sweater falling off my right shoulder, I feel a sense of oneness with myself. Last night I got stoned and this morning I woke up feeling the high. I don’t know why I keep getting high to finish my numerous art projects but I love soaring up to the tenth floor of the Art and Design building. Being here, I know, in the scheme of capitalism and all, I’m not progressing. I used to be so set on finding a future. Now, I’m moving to this place where I can learn to live my life in the now. I’m so in the moment it’s hard to see anything without a hazy glow. Playing in between the lines of an immediate reality and the following day, I don’t need to satisfy the requirements of any future plan.
"But it's not taking the place of life, It's providing me with life itself"