Cromequaz©

it's not that I don't like writing on this, but the old memories have just been painted black in my mind. That's why I was left scrambled in the dark, not knowing where to go or what was behind or in front of me, but that only concerns this blog. You know what I'm talking about, don't you? It's when something gets stopped so abruptly that you don't really know how to pick up the pieces and start over, or even continue. It's hilarious how much brain power it took me to figure out what the hell I was gonna write. I was thinking to myself "Just write fo' chrissake!". My dear apologies, I just threw a curve ball to the Catcher in The Rye. Well, a quarter goes into the lame joke for that one.... Funny days, man, funny days. The more and more I see days go by without laughs, jesus christ what has this world gotten too. It's like a chicken hangin' on a wire bein' dragged towards those blades, not knowing what the hell is gonna happen and where they're gonna go next. That's kinda what I think this world is like...