it would be nice to have a clean slate and a fresh start.
the only things keeping me happy right now are byron, my mom, taking tons of pictures with my new camera, and writing writing writing my ass off. which are really great things. too bad everything else has turned to shit.
the other night i dreamt that some crazy fat guy stabbed me in the back with a kitchen knife. after he stabbed me in the back he pulled the knife out and started stabbing me in the right shoulder blade repeatedly. the blood was oozing out of my body everywhere and i slowly felt my eyes start to close. i woke up right after that.
byron and i just went on the nicest drive ever. we drove all through the hills with the windows rolled down listening to elliott smith. the weather is perfect at this time. i stuck my head and hands out the widow with my feet on the dash.