drunkn munky

drunkn munky

That's what the tag on my white beany reads. I got this "head condom" in the freshman year of college. I think I bought it for a dollar at TJ MAXX. Reflecting back on my first year of college brings a slightly sweet yet nauseous feeling to my stomach, if that even makes sense. It marked the beginning of the long journey through which I mostly wandered in a helpless effort for self-discovery. Perhaps I overestimate myself when I say self-discovery, for I can honestly, albeit embarrasingly, admit that the discovery was mostly unintended. It was a process in which the means procured the end, without the latter being a clear motivating factor or objective for the former.


I shall perhaps continue on this subject, but for now, words seem too evasive for me to pin down on this cyber parchment.