My intention is for you to view an image that is symbolic to the limitless chaos that is within ourselves. You are the shelf. All the contents belonging to the shelf belong to you. We are all our shelves.
You have told me about this before. Was this the time you were naked or was that a separate incident?
Yeah, you told me on the phone that you were getting drunk with your brother's friends and then you woke up nekkid and had no idea what had happened to you.
my eyes are fuzzy. shelves don't have sides either. well sometimes at each end. that's why bookends were invented. so stuff won't fall of the ends of them.