‘The Big Lewbowsi” and “Tideland” could definately exist in the same timeline.
Dating is so stupid, I don’t I’m going on a date ever again. Because I know the stupid jokes I’m going to make, I know what boring things I’m gunna talk about. I know I’ll be stumbling over my words and not be able to make a cohesive topic of conversation. I need to refresh the social interaction sector of my brain. That’s the one part of my life that I need to keep surrealism out of, but It’s the one part that ends up with majority of my surrealist outlook.
I should stop being such an outcast, then maybe I’d move somewhere in this life
Every day I avoid social situations I get worse and worse at carrying a conversation. Yesterday I was at a BBQ and was talking with my neighbors, except I kept tripping up on words and losing focus on giving a clear point.