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So I'm here in Texas, boiling in the humidity. Everything moves a little slower here, the bars close @ midnight and they don't sell liquor on Sundays.
But there's no laws about being naked and drunk on the river, so I've at least got some sort of outlet.
I was working @ Starbucks, but I've decided that although you're not a total sell-out if you drink their coffee, you ARE a total sell-out if you work there. Fuck a whole lotta corporate coffee shops.
Life goes on and I'm still looking for a place to call my own, be that a physical location or just a state of mind. I feel restless and unfullfilled wherever I seem to be, but there's always the promise of salvation around the next corner. I guess its true wherever you go, there you are.
But life is. And i'm doing.
But there's no laws about being naked and drunk on the river, so I've at least got some sort of outlet.
I was working @ Starbucks, but I've decided that although you're not a total sell-out if you drink their coffee, you ARE a total sell-out if you work there. Fuck a whole lotta corporate coffee shops.
Life goes on and I'm still looking for a place to call my own, be that a physical location or just a state of mind. I feel restless and unfullfilled wherever I seem to be, but there's always the promise of salvation around the next corner. I guess its true wherever you go, there you are.
But life is. And i'm doing.