I am currently typing at a cafe down the street. My local wifi mooch. Dont worry I bought something.
I am ramblin' and gamblin' , its seems so very long since I had solid ground. I'm waiting on so many letters. I'm waiting for them to tell me my life. Its quite chaotic to sit and wait. What happened to the patience, the man on his back kicking to shore. This is isn't the time cling to marquees and the failure of role-models, and it isn't the time to wait for something better to come along. I just sit here and eat my bagel. Then head to the next task.
I will be very busy this summer, regardless of the letters written. I hope this is not a jynx I tend to fall into. I say something and do just the opposite. I call it...wasteofspaceitis. If I am not a fraud, come visit me. I will give me something to work for...and I mean that. (Mom your time will come).
While this post is of little depth, thought or relevance (in the cosmic sense)...every once in a while you just want to put something down. Even bad foundations work for a while...
Salute!
Music- A Silver Mt. Zion- God Bless Our Dead Marines
- Sparta- Wiretap Scars
- Led Zeppelin- III
- Ellis- www.myspace.com/ellisdenton (support local taylor)
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