occasional oblivion

sometimes i notice the little things that matter, but most times i am so wrapped up in myself that i forget to look around. it dawns on you, like when you start talking to that person at the other end of the room, & feel like it what you're saying is so interesting, & five minutes later you realize that they were never there at all & all those words were wasted... it helps to pause every once and a while, & simply observe.