Thinking...

i was thinking of poetry, why my nails are black, and why i don't have a favorite color. And how come i have no clue to the fact of why i am ranting on about random things. i don't remember painting them black (my nails), but i do however remember the thick smell of the nail polish easing it's way into my nostrils. i don't remember painting my walls light pink but i do remember the color of the walls before they were painted...light sea green.
Have you ever thought about something for so long, that it doesn't make sense anymore? Well that's what i'm doing right now, i'm thinking about the first thing that comes to my mind, which right now i'm thinking "Fire". A Fire, i can see it as clear as i see the screen...pretty clear. i hear someone screaming, begging the other person to call the cops. The Fire spreads throughout the whole block just because of a strong gust of wind.
Now, i'm listening to Hello Seattle By Owl City...i like it...techno? Maybe but not really. More like...i don't know...Have you ever heard of that song? What is the genre of this band?!? Please tell me, because i am obviously to lazy to look it up.