everything seems so built up lately; pressurized and ready to burst, 'all fed up and nowhere to go' when there is no need to be. bouncing from escape to escape, book to food to sleep to bike, escaping from escapes, just to find somewhere comfortable for a brief moment. a new found comfort makes all else seem lacking, and the frantic search to fill ( Read more... )

A good traveler has no fixed plans ( Read more... )

my car runs on (free) vegetable oil! let's go somewhere!

-anthony

the revolution starts here and now within each one of us ( Read more... )

strained (nonexistant) relationships, an omnipresent buzzing drone; the job you need but dread even before you've been officially interviewed, the music thats too loud to make out what's being whispered in my ear, this blank screen staring longingly back at me, me expecting something to come of it. the tv that replaces conversation, the inane ( Read more... )