randomness

little tiny earthquakes in my head shuffle my thoughts and interrupt my stream of..... already forgot. i look around my room and see parts of myself, parts of my friends, parts of my life and it all seems to make sense. but in my head, only nonsense. whenever im in doubt, i disregard the convention of time, put myself in a bubble and hope that nobody pokes it and make it pop. i used to think that we are all inside one of those glass balls with water in them and when you shake it little pieces of glitter fall and make you go "aww" except instead of those glitters its the stars and when the glass gets shaken we feel an earthquake. thats how i like to interpret things, so simple, yet it makes so much sense. speaking of earthquakes, when i was younger and recently moved to the US I experienced my 1st earthquake, i remember being so frightened and all the kids in my building came out and sat around talking about how horrified we were. i remember this one guy saying that he was in the shower when it happened and at that moment he thought that a big giant picked up the earth and started shaking it around in his hands. i believed him, because he was older than i was. i still think that. it just makes more sense.
i ask alot of questions, so many that when i actually come up with the answers i forget which question i am answering, but then i don't think it really matters, kind of like in Hitchhikers Guide, if you have the answer then why does the question really matter? maybe its always 42, regardless of the question.
Currently Reading: Brave New World by Aldous Huxley