Bloodstone

I love this video and I will never lose it again. Ever.

Probably the first time (in a long time) that I've felt the strange desire to address something in words strung together in a way that spells my anxieties out pleasantly, if put to tune, or just speaks alright, speaks better than I can in what is the most abominable form of wrongly worded speech expressing nothing real, just nothing at all apart from completely irrelevant information regarding my last pint even though I dont even remember what I'm drinking really, and I dont know how to begin.

I cant decide what feels more helpless- the initial lack of things to say after I'd started being trained in visual communication, or the complete inability to switch to words now that I do have something to say.