For once, nothing is pressing on my mind - posted unfinished, an ode to a bored Sunday.

I know, mindblowing, right?
But then...
Contemplation.
It's like the natural instinct for people in quiet moments, even if we're blasting our ears with music, especially melancholic ones.
I wish iTunes had tags.
Have you seen my tag list lately?
It seems every post I have to make a new tag, because every post is unrelated, topically and thematically, and the only thread linking them is that they all happened to me, really. Some are rants, some are contemplative, some felt like I was high at the time (I wonder what'd happen if I really took drugs. Best not to find out.)
And then I decided to hit everyone online and available with a random conversation. Best to say it didn't go well. You can read the full transcript of my window in a later post.
The point I'm coming to is that I NEED to know EVERYTHING about a person or thing.