Acid Purple or Invisible.
I woke up this morning and had ideas. Now I can’t remember what they were. I took a shower and had ideas. I can’t remember them, either. I had ideas at work, and they’re gone, too. On the way home I realized that I’d slipped into the state of mind where some idea or insight I’d had was causing a domino effect. I almost forgot that one, but I’d taken a moment to remind myself not to fotget at the time. Now I’m restless. The tiger at the zoo paces all the time. The lions sleep but the tiger paces–my Chinese zodiac sign is the tiger. I should be dreaming of flying, of falling off the top of a skyscraper and never hitting the ground. I feel like I won’t be the same person when I wake up, the difference of a single hair that’s turned acid purple or invisible.