I need to learn where the off switch is for my brain. I'm steadily driving myself insane. No more challenging paradigms--at least for the next six hours. That's all I ask. Please.

I keep thinking about the people I could seek out and toss what's in my head up in the air for them to digest--this is when I realize that I can talk to as many people as I want, but they're not going to have an answer for me. And it will be, and is, good for me to speak to as many people as possible--the more knowledge you have, the more you have to go on, but, on the other hand, the more congested your head becomes. It's all about balance, didn't they always say that? Find the middle road--by far, it's the best.

No one is going to have an answer. I will not have an answer, most likely, but that's fine because it's the scenery that really matters--not so much the end destination, although that is pretty phatty sometimes, as well.

It just sucks because I wish I could be about five different people all at once. I wish I could take every path that's ever presented itself for me--like that Borges' story (ha, which one, right?).

But I'm not and I can't. So, until later, no regrets. Nothing.