gray matters- (or making sentences from thoughts in my head)


its like trying to breath while suffering an asthma attack.
like playing a concerto on a piano during an air raid.
or running a marathon in quicksand.
sometimes its like juggling knives while being shoved,
mormon missioning a neighborhood in hell.
like eating a taco while driving through a snow storm.
more often than not like swimming in chilled pectin.