This way to the exit.

Mar 18, 2007 21:14

I think I'm really all set with this place. Since I got back it doesn't feel like home.
A lot of the people that used to feel so genuine now just seem like robots opperating Friend V2.2. I want to go somewhere warm. I want to actually DO what I've been dying to do, to pursue this dream that I've been claiming to obsess over, that keeps me away from my family. Sorry, but I'm NOT content playing the Station and Genos for the rest of time. On weekends. I don't mean to be harsh or accusatory, and I'm not trying to start fights. It's just, if you're in it, be in it. What anchors there once were for me here, the chains have come undone from. I know that life is what you make it, but I feel that we could make a better one than this. Feeling homeless is a terrible feeling, not one that I'm prepared to tollerate for long. When half of my mornings I wake up thinking "Wow, what the hell am I doing?", it's time to make a change.
I just...want out.
No more cloak and dagger secrets.
No more playing nanny.
Just a lot more recording, playing shows, sharing laughter, sharing dreams.
I want out.
Who's with Me?
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