I’m noticing changes in the universe that have an effect on me  although they may not be fully understood for a while. I’ve changed my morning routine recently. I wake up, and start streaming live. Even though I know nobody is watching, the act of talking to the camera changes the way I think.

I evaluate my life from this perspective. It is quite a revelation and I recommend it. Being watched or at least the concept of being watched.

Of course I am also aware that these perceptions are in a way, pre-approved under the blanket acceptance of a continual meth high. I share my gross hygiene habits openly because it seems ok to do do. When I’m out of drugs, I may realize I was crazy, and shut it all down. I hope not.

I like being real and open. I think.

Oh now I’ve got that to worry about. I know sharing a poverty messy drug using life online may seem odd, but that’s why it’s special.

Or I’m just high. Either way, it’s time to feed the animals.

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