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Dec 29, 2008 14:18

Happiness does not beget contentment.

Like a junkie chasing a dragon, all the uplifting in my life has only left me craving for more. I do what I can to stay productive on music in art, but I am still in the wrong setting.

I am giving my roommate thirty day's notice tonight. It's time to take the next step.

I feel no pain, only hunger.

Everything is falling into place. I'm finishing equations long-forgotten and half-scribbled in fits and spurts of genius and lunacy. I'm excavating my own existence and finding all the tarnished treasures; components to a doomsday machine I didn't yet understand.

Bigger than broken homes. Bigger than white-trash dreams. Bigger than addiction. Bigger than ex-girlfriends. Bigger than backstabbers. Bigger than crazy.

I'm a fucking super-hero: the very best in accidental.
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