3 Weeks Have Passed

I still don't know what I'm doing, but it doesn't particularly matter; there is a new Kings of Convenience album out and my head has split in half like an avocado.

I wish I had things to say about it, but I really don't. I've started about 20 sentences, but even this one I have trouble writing.

This is what I can do, give you an unedited (as unedited as possible) account of my thoughts:

1.IT CUTS HOLES IN MY STOMACH! HOLES AND HALVES!
2.My brain hurts a little from the occasional sting of electroshock numbness.
3.I cant seem to get past My Ship Isn't Pretty without starting over; there's just too much to hear, and I can't get through it.
4.Thinking anything right now is almost impossible. To get these thoughts out I have to trick myself into listing things.
5.Mrs. Cold and Boats Behind were always good songs, but they didn't have a point outside the album.
6.I just fast forwarded through the opening of My Ship Isn't Pretty and had to restart the song.
7.The audacity of Pitchfork! How can you claim to like music if you listen to something once, maybe twice before assigning it a 1-10 value and moving on to the next album?
8.I'd like to build a tidy house with an oak balcony looking out onto water. The geography and design would be irrelevant, but a tasteful balustrade and wicker chairs for the balcony would be essential.
9.I'm at the end of my second listen through of songs 1-6, so I'll give you a quote:

Boys of today write lines on walls
In the streets at night
In suburbs of cities with no name.
Is this destruction or just quiet protest
Against loneliness?