Mike

I was reading Brian Eno’s diary, and I feel it completely. Whenever I tried to erase my past, I was just copying those chunks into my future. I’m neither gaining nor losing anything. My daydreams feel formless lately, I can’t shape them. Im not bothered by them. I’m addicted to it, and I can’t get up anymore, and I want to stay like this until the end. But it’s only a matter of time before the losses come to me.