these days it gets so hard to try. (it gets easier to stop thinking for a moment so that we can all be dumb and dead inside.) but for what? who's counting?

so i pause my memory on something that suits me, a still shot of a happy place. and i walk around, inside my very own head, and touch things that i'm not supposed to (because it's more fun that way). but no matter how hard i shake or move or twist the things i'm not supposed to touch, they stay the same. and i just keep walking around, inside my very own head, to soak up the memory i've put on pause for a time that's just too long.

but i can hit the play button, set things in motion, and retreat back to the present, where i will make new memories to put on pause in the future.