Since each word is a moment, a thought, a piece of my life, I cling to them all desperately like I am trying to hold on to my life. I think I shall archive everything and post what seems to have the most value.
In the meantime, my mind is tripping on Crystal Castles. Violent mental shaking and then gentle swaying. Caution: Playing loudly will result in a world of your own.
I will try and paint what they sound like. Be prepared for neon prisms and rainy showers of light.