biking through paths of shifting light, i got the feeling that every thing was so light like when i was a child. i was playing in leaves, catching candy corn on my tongue, listening to my mother laugh on the back porch. i wish i wish i wish.

god, driving down aisles of changing leaves, yellow orange red, open windows. so many memories whipping hair into my face, getting stuck in my mouth and my eyes.
i haven't felt so heavy in so long, so familiar and so alien.

College... what are you?

I am never going to type on these shitty Dell computers again. WEIRD.

stoner summer 2007

I want to be back in India. I want to feel free again.

hi! I'm in India
ummm thats all bye.

You were a stroke of luck
We were a goldmine, and they gutted us

Oh my god new livejournal.
Exciting.