the headache comes in tidal waves
its time for me to go.
i need to pack my packs and get out of this place. get out of my head. leaving all and everybody i know. i want to rid myself of all the fakes. the axe that has been forming my niche has ricocheted back and hit me full swing, jarring me awake from the daydream that was ruined so long ago. now is the time were my nomadic dreams surface and i cant pull back anymore. actions have not been taken, action that need to take place. damn my realist ideas and false hopes of what i am. i took a long drive an made the loop from minter bridge road around to scholls back by the former *place* and finally back down river road and back to the all to familiar home* the journey was short, but effective.
its hard to dive with tears in your eyes.
i need to pack my packs and get out of this place. get out of my head. leaving all and everybody i know. i want to rid myself of all the fakes. the axe that has been forming my niche has ricocheted back and hit me full swing, jarring me awake from the daydream that was ruined so long ago. now is the time were my nomadic dreams surface and i cant pull back anymore. actions have not been taken, action that need to take place. damn my realist ideas and false hopes of what i am. i took a long drive an made the loop from minter bridge road around to scholls back by the former *place* and finally back down river road and back to the all to familiar home* the journey was short, but effective.
its hard to dive with tears in your eyes.