I mean, basically.

From Alaska to Kansas, and then back to Alaska.

So many things have changed,

but I'm still sad you're gone.

I have this tendency to romanticize the past, but when I reflect on it with journal entries, I feel a sense of embarrassment. I think I miss the people more than any other aspect. I miss spending my nights in a jeep with Tim, or at a Denny's with Omega. Of those two people, one is dead and the other resides in Hawaii. . And I'm stuck with the ( Read more... )

today seems so full of potential.
how often do i feel this way?
not often.

Freeze. Don't move.
Getting on back through time.
In the end, Pavement's right..
Everybody needs a shady lane.
My shady lane is the graveyard. Loving that fact endlessly.
Being an introvert is under-rated. I'll say it.

I definitely feel like a Bob Dylan song.

fifteen weird and random things perhaps you'd like to know...
1. i'm an older soul. that is, my interests are common interests if you were around in the 1960s.
2. married. it's enlightening and definitely a delight.
3. i love dead men.
4. my dream job is to be the groundskeeper at Oak Hill Cemetery. Maintain the beauty.
5. my best friends range from ( Read more... )

So, god damn it.... The White Stripes.
They have to be, by far, my favorite band still going.
Partially because it's hard to find a band that agrees with your wardrobe..
All because they're flaming incredible.
Every song, beyond absolute devotion to perfection.
It's... Amazing.
So what's this hostility with Jack White? Hm?
I'm talking out of having ( Read more... )

i really need to use this journal more often ( Read more... )

Frustration plantation.

fuckingendfuckingendfuckingend.

i feel so horrible about old things.
past things.
i long for things that are total secrets.