what do i feel now, how am i feeling, i'm checking in, i don't know. it's all so connected, so disconnected now, it's inextricable, same as it ever was.

Same as it ever was and look where my hand was
Time isn't holding up, time isn't after us
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was
Letting the days go by, same as it ever was
Here a twister comes, here comes the twister
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was (Letting the days go by)
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was (Letting the days go by)
Once in a lifetime, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground

other thing last night, we streamed so good, uninterrupted, fran liebowitz and david byrne, lights of the city earth, then texts coming in about a shooting in the apartment building by the art center, another in a parking garage, and finally in a drug store parking lot, and then reading the disappearance of the adventurer's son til midnight, to sleep with apnea and hot cats and woke to read the news the shooter was shot down in the night, a man named nightengale.

post dat. i saw posts from the killer on f-book. seems like he was telegraphing his intention repeatedly. i don't know what, but it seems f-book might have some accountability for the content they share with the community. you have to wonder what is real, how do we know, how do we care? i know, these things can't be prevented, i swing from naive to despondent with moments of equilibrium in between. i want to stretch and widen these.