Oct 16, 2009 22:59
Wrote this back in April and forgot about it. It's short and written in a wine blur, but i think it conveys my thoughts nicely. I might even say I'm proud.
"Welcome Home. Welcome back to the parties and wine. Welcome back to the clean streets and crooked police. Welcome back to the plastic families in their plastic homes and their plastic life. Welcome back to the weed and women. Welcome back to the old friends and the new beginnings. Welcome back to desert roads running like veins; if you're a junkie and know where to look. Welcome back to the misfortune of having everything you wanted materialistically, but a life completely void of soul. Welcome back to the heartaches and headaches. Welcome back to the tragedy of the upper middle class. Welcome back to the compassionate Christians who care more about the unborn than the living. Welcome back to fake smiles to your face and rumors behind your back. Welcome back to the force fed American dream that is now the nightmare we're choking on. Welcome back to late nights, long conversations and creative destruction where ever you turn. Welcome back to your life."