What is my headache
Likely my own ornamented nutrient deficiency.
In a moment,
I will fix that inconsistency,
And self-report back to thee.
This is in hindsight,
But holy, I shat words until I ate a salad

That pumpkin over there,
Pumpy as we call him,
I think he is of a dimmer orange
Than yesterday’s
Also in hindsight, that pumpkin fucking rotted and its kind of sad that I gave him an Identity just to loose him. Poor fucking Pumpy.

That guitar,
It’s shadow makes,
Shades different than yesterday, likely
Different hues
Additionally in hindsight, Jon just started to learn the guitar and he is getting pretty good at it. Honestly I have always held the bias that he and I are good at learning but the knowledge is forever emptied.

That porcelain bowl
In this light
Finds dissimilarity from its past self
And cannot be considered the same
Yeah, I know, but in hindsight, really just sounds like I was referring to a toilet. I meant a bowl. A normal bowl.

You’ll recognize it someday, if not now
The then and there of seeing
And the factless facts of life,
And the emptiness of believing
And the factless facts of what I stated,
And this exhortation dynamic meaning
Exhortation dynamic meaning? In hindsight, I have no clue what the FUCK that means. Maybe the factless facts would be more factual if you ate food and slept

Yes I feel much better now. Just made a salad.

In hindsight, I think I just really needed to eat that fucking salad. Sometimes we get so destroyed and shriveled believing in a moment that we are forever broken and unlovable, but in reality, have you eaten today? Did you get enough sleep? When was the last time you showered? If it is past noon, go eat. You will be surprised how the nature of our consciousness itself is causation by resources we provide it with to allow its most natural functions, action and sentience.
Eat well fellows