Colin Laney

Sometimes history needs a nudge in the right direction.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

i exist

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

Whatever they pump out of the air vents is making my fingers look like sausages.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

I see patterns.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

Reality is

Bright neon; loud and angry

Meds: just dull and gray

#nohappymedium

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

Most likely.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

Not only do I wake up most mornings and not know what day it is, I often forget what decade it is.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

Cardboard holds onto some smells too well.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

The abyss is definitely staring back at me.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

Is the Universe jittery and slightly pixelated this morning, or is it just me?

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

The man in the elevator smelled of Frito Pie.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

I saw the sun yesterday, for a few minutes.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

High body temperature fights fungal growth. No more brain fungus.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

The blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold and it's overturned the order of the soul.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

The fungus is in my brain.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

When will they invent a computer-user interface that doesn't give me a headache?

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

Sometimes I have to take a couple days off and live with dim lighting, when the pain from staring at computer screens gets too great.

[Colin Laney @NodalPoint]

Cardboard is not very good at keeping out the sound of the ocean of people just inches away, that's what imagination is for.