i was randomly listening to my mp3 collection three nights ago when a not-so-recent incubus ditty caught my attention. i dropped what i was doing (which was nothing, actually) and just remained transfixed until brandon boyd's vocals faded into the familiar corners of my room and were replaced by jt woodruff yelling that he's outside of my window with his radio.

i clicked back and played that incubus song again.

and again.

until i could recite its words from memory.

there was nothing exceptionally profound in it. in fact, i could've written those lines myself. besides, my efforts to deconstruct incubus' lyrics to reveal complex mathematical equations that would provide a clue to the essence of man's existence proved futile years ago. and so did my obsession to abduct brandon dearie and force him to draw me wearing only their make yourself cd. so i could think of just one reason why i have since been od-ing on it.

it articulates what i am feeling.

no, it isn't megalomaniac.