it might be a little nice to have a little faith

Jul 24, 2007 00:24

Let me drop a bomb on you in paragraph form: I'm unhappy for silly reasons which makes me even more unsatisfied. Its the seemingly insignificant details of life that really bother me. Aside from that, I don't have a place to stay in September, I'm slowly developing insomnia, Simply Sleep freaks me out, my mother is worried about my drinking, I work too much, I'm confused, creativity has been sucked dry. As of earlier this evening...I'm going to Guatemala next week. I will be back.

All I want is to find that time and place in where I feel most at home with myself.  Is peace of mind too much to ask for?  Must I travel the world to find it?  If I could bottle the essences of my favorite things...Jean-Michel Basquiat, the side shops of the city of Antigua, Guatemala, cookie-dough ice cream, chihuahuas, One Hundred Years of Solitude, Marc Jacobs, the Rastafarian Movement, funky music, medieval art, stunna shades, hearing Native American languages, Karl Lagerfeld's style, mojitos, Venice, and everything else intriguing or beautiful or bumpin like pre bling-bling era hip hop.
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