empty, a blank canvas, don't want to say missing, how can i say missing, but wanting, clean, an idle mind, always, an idle mind, looking for things that sparkle, flashy lights, keys that jingle when you shake them, fast large moving colorful images, things like the teletubbies, things like fireworks, images, it comes back to images to fill the mind, images that take up so much space, moving images that take time and effort to process, or at least stop the mind from being idle, idility, so close to ideality, but yet the two shall never meet, gotta fill the betweens, the inbetweens, the pauses and stops and haitusi, the brief gaps between living, breathing, and dying