might be me

sometimes i think i'm just some sort of stupid idiot, who doesn't understand anything and maybe doesn't want to. and anybody else already understood everything. a lot earlier. i wonder if it might be unnatural to think about life. and then again you're just sitting in front of your work and don't know anything. and just painting penises in your work because you think sex is it. and maybe it is like that. may also be that you just have to go to barcelona in an orange vw campingbus. or get children. or learn how to dance salsa. ghosts in my head. and then is always the smily to end the thought :)