I always thought about "these days" when I was younger. When I would have friends with so much potential, we'd rule the night and work all day plotting the unity of our comrades and the end of injustices. It would be a screen for all the sadness I had; the energy transformed into creation and all that good creativity I felt I lacked. Now here I am ( Read more... )

i quit smoking

swirling. accepting who and where is now.


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strike_thirteen

friends-only mostly, personal journal and photoblog. gonna try to be social and well-spoken on the new journal

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Days glow.
Sleep in the hollow.
Dreams in the hollow.
Pesky old crow.
Heather and thistle.
No prints to follow.
Hope that they follow.
Hope is all they know.

reminders

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would anyone like a postcard?

leave your address, comments screened. going snowboarding this morning, it's been almost a week since i went last!

hey, check out my old job duties under the policies and procedures at the group home for boys i used to work at ( Read more... )

I am stuck, wherever I am. I am behind on every bill and rent. I wish my heart would cooperate with my brain sometimes. All I get is this urge to leave, to travel, to explore everything. I keep taking after all the wrong people and all the wrong ideas. I am less than two semesters away from graduating, it would be one if I didn't stop going and all ( Read more... )