bloom

although it's spring, my thoughts are much more focused on the presence of lindsay lohan on the cover of gq, and how i should react to this finding. i'm beginning to look at things more broadly, which scares people who have already used phrases like too general, too impersonal, and heartless when describing me. this is usually the time of the year that smaller details sort themselves out, and distance is definitely the new handshake. disconnection is key. i'm thinking of how good the sun feels, and that yeah, it's something that i can probably focus on, moving forward. you can be in a room with a hundred people and not share a thought, and this doesn't scare me in the least. nothing fazes this phase, and i smile at how clever that sounds. yesterday i drove a hundred and twenty in two different cars. while i have no particular guide on this subject, tomorrow should bring one-thirty, but only once. you decide which is more meaningful. i'm willing to bet that it doesn't mean much. lindsay lohan is on the cover of gq and i'm thinking; probably. maybe. didn't this used to matter?