A walk down the street.

Yasmin and I were talking about how we need to change our perceptions.

There's a group meeting every Saturday called For A Ruthless Criticism of Everything Existing and essentially it's all about questioning everything, breaking apart all assumptions, breaking the system.

It seems like everything around me has been getting back to the same thing: question everything.

When we went to the art museum, the exhibit was about answering the question "What is Art?" And even greater, rediscovering the beauty in the everyday world. It was about seeing things with new eyes, about taking all of the things that you take for granted, that you pass by every day, that you disregard every second, that you take as a given and distorting it or displaying it in a new way so that next time maybe you'll think about it in a new way or at least not assume it'll always be the same.

I think the worst thing we can do is to break down our lives systematically.
You walk down the street, go to class, sit in a chair.
This may be something you do each day but there's so much that is taken for granted by only thinking of it in this way. There may be houses you pass, people you pass, cracks in the ground, clouds in the sky that are being broken down into a 'walk down the street'.

It's not only that.
I'm unsure of what else it is.
I'm out of steam.