Late Night Thoughts That Don't Make Sense

Joys of a Lava Lamp

Life is constant change. Always rolling, turning chaos 

It’s hard to see the beauty when you’re falling, like a giant blob, right to the bottom of the tank. 

At the end of a long day; in a dark, smokey room; it’s a calming chaos. The colours, bubbles, random patterns. 

Constant ebb and flow. Movement. Life. Looking at it from the outside in, it’s beautiful. 

-Late night dark thoughts trying to see the light