Oct 01, 2004 16:39
I have been absent for two days, and still nothing has changed here, I am pretty sure not much changes in this town. I have finally reached a place in my life where I think it's time to leave this town behind. I don't know, it's the same thing, the same boring people, the same old faces, that offer no comfort of a better tomorrow. I don't know I came back to work, and saw the same people over and over again, when asked what did you get into, it was the same coy reply, it seems as rhetoric has almost died. My job decided to short me 300 dollars on my paycheck, in addition to forgetting to put my vacation check in for the vacation I took 6 weeks ago. Lovely place, don't you think? It's the manager Mike, he does all the payroll, he doesn't like me, it's just all how it works, isn't it lovely, beautiful. Oh well.
I stood against the tree two nights ago, the black night sky weighing down on me, with no light near by, patiently waiting, as I heard your voice "that's my Dave", I looked up and saw you, you are always so beautiful. Those three words made my night they rung through my ears for hours afterwards, I had probably the worst day at work on Wednesday, it just keeps getting worse there, I can't wait until I can quit that place, no one gives a shit, I'm becoming more and more unsocial with anyone there. I almost feel alienated by them, but I won't get out just because of their unfair nature, then they will win. AND I have never EVER let anyone get the best of me. I don't plan on starting that now.
Seeing you is nice, I can forget about everything I am doing back home and just relax, you are a totally different part of my life, the other side of me. It feels so good to be able relate to you. To just lay there next to you.......once again I am the luckiest....
ohman
I have so much stress on me right now with trying to write, I am trying so hard, and can't seem to get anything accomplished with it, I hate it so much sometimes, I want to be able to write this cd, so people won't look at us as another band trying to do the same thing, that we have our sound, and hopefully people will like it. But if not, at least knowing that I am pushing myself as hard as I can to go further on my instrument than I have in prior recordings or bands, even if no one else likes it. Mark hurt his hand, so hopefully he can play. I miss that boy, I haven't seen him in 3 days.
For now, I am out of here.
David