I have plenty of things on my mind right now, so i shall attempt to be coherent.

First off, had a weird dream about tasting strawberry ice cream which, in fact tasted like cookies and cream, which i realized is what i really need at the moment. Sweet.

And on a less frivolous note, i would like to draw your attention to a disturbing trend i have observed for the past year and a half. I realized that although English teachers used to tell us to write legibly so that the unfortunate soul that gets our scripts can at least understand what we are writing, most people seek to do the exact opposite, by writing prose so wonderfuly obscure so that no one understands it.

It is especially trendy nowadays to try and befuddle the average man with convoluted prose, with some even trying hard to do a perfect job by confusing even themselves. Passages like these would contain delightful phrases like existential angst, borne of their inability to use any word simpler than chicken.

Or maybe i am just bitter i cannot understand.