2008-04-29 - 10:19 am
Stuck in an old civil war town, riddled with cannon shot. Feeling like a tired I did not know was possible had afflicted me all morning. Wishing only to escape for a little while, hide in my own little place of sanctity. Without the quiet away from the storm I could not shoulder these things. I do miss that comfortable feeling, hidden away in some independent universe. Sometimes in the dark I feel a desire to take a vacation, hide in some unknown place, do whatever I wish, see the world in whatevr way I wish. In place of this or that I canot seem to escape this wandering mesmeration.
Elation frustration
Forgive me but I Cannot see what is being written anymore, so if this is faulty I apologize. Could someone tell me why that eternal question is, and tell me how to find the way...
B.
