Personal Mind

Tonight I’ve written the best shit I’ve ever written.
To some I’m somewhat drunk, to some I’m commendably drunk, to me I’m sufficiently drunk.
As such, my level of intoxication is sufficient as best, and should only be considered in the most subjective fashion.
I have heard that the most passionate of writers do their writing while intoxicated.
I have read that the most prolific writers write regardless of intoxication.
And I imagine that the most worthy writers do their writing with little regard to their mental or physical state.

I hope that writing is worthwhile in the end.
I enjoy the work of authors who completed their work many years before my birth,
many of whom constructed those works before the intricacies of my world were laid.
I hope that the world I live in will not continue without incorporating their ideas into its workings, and I pray that the world these writers have created will not exclude the sick meanderings of my own personal mind.