austerity
I walk with my hands in my pockets. Talk to strangers, unless I'm being a plenary bastard so it seems, ignoring all the lot of you. Aware without a care. Also, I like to rhyme and do things that I like to do. That deserves inclusion, right? I only do things I want to do at the immediate moment, opposed to the next. I plan ahead but only follow my plans half the time, because by the time the plan comes up I've changed my mind, onto better things that are sometimes smaller and more of an orange colour. It is a very rare happening that I think of other people I know, aside from the ones that are just before me, which makes me cold-hearted, and it is farther rare that I speak poorly about other people I know, being that I don't give myself enough time to conclude their lives in the little time I think of them, which makes me kind-hearted. The reason for it being rare, and not never, which is synonymous to always, is sometimes I must make it clear that the person is a fool or a brute, owing to their being either. And a person that picks flowers, knowing that they will sooner die, because they are beautiful, must always list facts for the wellness of mankind. People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
