For the past few months I've been living on a sailboat.

The life for me is on the road.
I realize this is why I cannot hold down a "real" job.

I am spending this night intoxicated and eating the raw salmon and tuna out of sushi rolls because I mainly only enjoy the raw fish part of sushi...strange, liking something for what it is.
Strange, using this journal again.

I have disappeared ( Read more... )

January.
January.
January.
January
can not
come soo
n enough

In case you haven't noticed.
The countdown has come to a halt.

I'm hoping to be moving sooner.

Four months, five days.

Four Months, Ten Days.

Four Months, Thirteen Days.

Four and Twenty