the world's riddled with the sameness of questions all about meaning. bandwidth seems to be more and more important to everything; but we'll all get lost in the overwhelming knowing. cool it. what am i trying to figure out. trying to solve the distant feeling that something is not okay. but is that the truth ever-that things can be okay. trying to figure out if being social is important. people or what, silence; trying and doing all the time. the pressure of what is done and having to keep running or losing what is making you. maybe it really is just best to roll dice all the time. its not fear that rests with me, but a blank sheet of paper.