twidling thumbs

yes. i would like to twidle my thumb. screw my eyes at things that pass by. scratch surfaces of things that cannot be scratched off. be very jobless and be a threatening menace to people without actually doing anything that could warrant a real threat. its preety weird... will have to delve on this line of thought some more..

a tree

its a funny thing when you cant for the life of you look at things straight. yes. straight. as in just the way its supposed to look. say for example a tree. whats so complicated about a tree now? well... once you start staring at it for more than 5 minutes you're wondering what its purpose of existence is. where its roots reach out to and make contact with. how many times it would've loved to curse people scribbling on it. whether it had a different plan for itself before it became a tree. by the end of it, its no more a tree. its a screaming, yelling, stuck thing. or even something else pretending to be a tree in your head. now if all these thoughts have had a chance to go through your head while looking at it, it would also be a good idea to leave the place.