Jun 25, 2005 05:36
Drive 'till you're sober. It's not a sun rise but you can feel it through the clouds. I'm sober now, it took most the day, but here I am, square one. Awake despite the numbers crunched.
So what do I say to the North West Romantic?
What can I say of the mossy megalopolis?
"Hang in there and, I'll see you sometime"