life as we know it

[lostmidwest_sea]

you know you've hit thirty when you're too paranoid to google your deepest desires on the internet, so you sit in a chair and google your name instead. you know you're thirty when you realize everything you wanted to do at twenty, you never got around to. you know your thirty when your music collection is older then your kid. man, i gotta get out of this pit. clawing my way out or deeper? i can't figure which way is up. out? sobriety sucks! there's always something in the way, there's always another bill to pay, there's always someone else to think about, there is always time against me. moving along like a current that looked gentle enough on the surface, gravity pulling ever harder, inevitable. putting a stick in won't tell you how hard, only for awhile. i need a plan, like i need.... well, another plan. atlanta just another dallas, (no offense dad) but really, i'd rather move to bow-hunk bull shit town then another city. i could go find one of these modern ghost towns, created when farming turned corporate, vote myself into office, be the mayor and legalize sanity! wait! even better...re organize the monarch and become queen! create a commune and out law stupidity! death by sensibility! patience my ass.
patience gets me nowhere, now here. c--