Paranoid
Fly me to the moon,
And let me play among the stars,
Let me see what spring is like,
On Jupiter and Mars,
In other words ...
Bart Howard, 'Fly Me To The Moon'
I think I'm going insane, and I would like the world to know. I keep on saying things and feeling like I mean them, whilst painfully aware that I sound ridiculous. I hate the ineffable inadequacies of language, and the self-perpetuating diseased zones of my brain. I just hope everyone that matters will ignore me for a while until I sort myself out again. Otherwise, it's been a wonderful day.
Fly me to the moon,
And let me play among the stars,
Let me see what spring is like,
On Jupiter and Mars,
In other words ...
Bart Howard, 'Fly Me To The Moon'
I think I'm going insane, and I would like the world to know. I keep on saying things and feeling like I mean them, whilst painfully aware that I sound ridiculous. I hate the ineffable inadequacies of language, and the self-perpetuating diseased zones of my brain. I just hope everyone that matters will ignore me for a while until I sort myself out again. Otherwise, it's been a wonderful day.
