I kin’a wana.. go, I kin’a wana.. stay an’ watch this, I kin’a wana.. write, I kin’a wana.. read my book, I kin’a wana.. sleep, I kin’a wana.. tidy up some more, I don’t know what i wana to do really. But it’s something.
so I wrote this.
and now I don’t know what im guna do when i stop.
maybe that’s why I haven’t stopped yet.
(a glimmer of thoughts of things eckhart tolle has written flashed through my mind just now, but I have no idea what they are or, especially, what they might mean)