Mar 22, 2004 19:40
some times, most times, i feel removed. when i read journals or when i get call from drunk friends, sober friends. I sit, on this mountian friday and saterday nights talking to my mother, in bed by nine. to broke or to commited to do any thing else. What i cant decide is am i happy. The 15 teen year old version of me would say so. the kid who hung magazeen pictures and blown out bicycle tubes on his wall. the kid who said who needs sex when you can just go ride your bike. im on the cusp of all that boy wanted. neo pro, its such a funny term. It meens that your new to racing your bike for a living and you havent quite figured out how it all works yet. I have. I just dont know if i like it.