Aug 09, 2006 02:46
I want nothing else in life. I'm happy. I don't think i can ever stop moving forward.
suhc a beautiful night out. the sounds and feeling of it are just making me high. i don't think i could be anything but continuous.
really. this night. beauty.
Kerouac got something right. his life. amazing.
OH, i've figured it out. my place in life is the artist whose work is tought of as terrible. i'll grow old and drink scotch and continue making my art, even though i think i'm a failure. i won't die normally, but i won't be blazing any trails.
there's a reason i've been born. for the first time in my life, i actually believe that.