Dipping Into Cognition

Sometimes trying to extract old memories is like reaching down into a 50 gallon barrel and pulling out a handful of crazy. Some of them can get a little toxic, and make you second guess your entire approach to life. Walking down those really old roads that lead back to childhood can reveal some pretty vain attempts at self-preservation. And have we really tamed ourselves as we've gotten older, or did we just get better at controlling those feelings?

I woke up late this morning and feel like I'm in a fog. The coffee isn't helping like it normally does. Maybe it needs sugar today. Maybe I need to rattle the haze out of my brain with some loud music. Through my headphones.. because I currently live with other people and cranking the stereo isn't always well received.