the kidnapping.

oh nola, what would i do without thee. driving there, and back, afforded me ample opportunity to think about dear thesis. i also kidnapped josh and forced him to let me run by my ideas.

here is what i am thinking (soon to change, knowing me)
shoddy glasses, lunacy
dark is light, society
the abyss
wander w/w/o destination (want a ride?)

not much, but i hate corrupting opinions and creating preconceived notions. i want my work to speak for itself, not be translated by this forsaken bloger.

sorry.

i am also contemplating the degree of symbolism.
i have a quote on such, just let me find it.