me: -tries to concentrate-
my subconscious, singing: "Pulling the pavement from under my nails, I brush past a garden, dependent on whales.."
me: "No, no, not now. We're not doing Phish songs right now."
My subconscious, louder: "THE SLOPING COMPANION I CAST DOWN THE ASH, YANKED ON MY TUNIC AND DANGLED MY STASH"
me: "Yeah maybe the late 90s weren't good to me."
My subconscious: "Whoooaaa OOOOOoohhh oh OOOOOOOhhhh ooooo"


