Sometimes I get down on myself for being lonely.

Then I think about the mooks my exes date.

And suddenly, being single feels a whole damned lot better.

Sometimes, the rain is so fitting.

My life is weird.

If you think about it long enough,
and sadly some people don't,
everything is worth being alive and seeing.
Travel is what's needed. It's been a long winter.

In the past couple months, I've been hit with a crippling case of depression.

Every day is a struggle not to drive my car full-speed into a wall or off a cliff.

These kinda things you can't say on Facebook.

But it's true, LJ.

Carl's headin' for disaster.

I'm tired
I'm lonely
And I'm running out of lights at the ends of tunnels.

I've been feeling pretty sad lately.
Maybe it's the weather.

I hope I can work at Yosemite this summer.
I need an adventure worthy of the name.

And after that,
It's all up to me.
Me alone.

But I'm never comin' home again.

A lot has been going on ( Read more... )

Serious complications.

Oo fun.

I don't stand a chance against beauty like that ( Read more... )

Last night I slid a hand-made Valentine, complete with cheesy poem, and a duct tape rose on the hood of Nils' car at the Bean. He found it when he got off work.

I got a quick thank you on FB before he went to bed.

Romance is dead.

I am so busy with art commissions that I hardly have time to think about anything else.
Flowers flowers flowers
And they still haven't lost their charm.

Showing my art at the Global Bean on March 3rd.
Gotta keep going. Full steam.
Crank out the dopest shit.

As Frank Turner says, "The only thing that's left to do is live."