I've hit my all time low.

And i still can't see ground.

So....

I've basicly been either high or drunk everyday this week.

But don't worry.

I'm on to something big...

ahhh...thank you God.

Berkeley here i come.
I promise.

I'm lost in all my longing....

God, let me spill over.

I move up to chico soon. I miss everyone alot...

But truthfully i fear it.

The worst part of my day.

When i remind myself that it takes the rain to see the
colors in a mocking gray gas stain.
"Kids games" i say.
Kids games.
But i can't stop thinking about the beginning.
And dreaming of the end.
Yet so much is in between i can't begin to comprehend.

"Watched the day pass. Not hour by hour. But pain by pain ( Read more... )

Wow how ironic....
this is exactly why it all didn't make sense

I now hate "stuff i have to do"

I wish i had a few more months.

But for the first time in a while..
ya..more on that later

Ya you fear it.

I'm ready to travel.

Oh and did i mention

"my feet hit ground"
I still don't trust the footing.
Damn.

So i'm actually going to talk about yesterday...ya just hold the applause ( Read more... )