HINDSIGHT #8: Blame it on the rain…
1 min readJan 9, 2020
Life’s journey is reflection of gray like the cerebral cortex, matter of fact visions of bliss is disconnected like weak sex, discomfort comes in twos down to the southern region, facade moments brings a Milli Vanilli skipping season.
Awkward moments of disinterested stare off into a distant dream of whomever hadn’t been captured by a some lackluster esteem, beware…
How to discern what wasn’t learned, yet the mood gets burned upon vibes that over time turned into a vast space of emptiness.
Sensually altered space between the linear cracks, methodical attacks via the broad ways of lack, no slack yet common cause of reason the dismay and one some flack. Lessons reoccur in over flow when not acquired by 2020 insight forward full force is desired.
Meniskos Da Great
The Real Moody Human
