‘Cuz these words are my diary screaming out loud..

Oh geez… here goes…

     Full tilt, its all going swimmingly really, but I don’t understand at all. 
     Alright, time for some reclaiming and personal revolations….introspection can suck it for once on the issue…I’m doing it a bit differently.  I am going to attempt to expand, grow larger(not physically geez) and spread myself out across this great big world that cried out for my attention.  Scotland for sure….Italy…Germany…screw Amsterdam, I don’t need fucking weed like that. 

     Things have shifted a bit, and I’m not sure why, but it’s interesting.  I can’t keep up this anger towards the world…it comes and goes…but its rarely permemant and its completely impossible when I’m as happy as I am right now.  Good friends and a whole city at my feet.  But I want countryside and a steeringwheel humming to the flow of the road beneath my fingertips…I want freedom…too restless for all this.  I can go anywhere and everywhere but what I really want is a thirty minute drive to rejuvinate me. 

     Secret time: I never feel as good about myself as when I’m driving down a long stretch of road with the windows rolled down and the music turned up and my sunglasses perched snobbishly on my nose.  I like it because it’s me without wrrying what other people think…the other drivers can’t really see me, certainly they don’t matter enough for me to pay much attention too.

     So there you have it…jumbled and weird but these are my thoughts.  I want to escape this adventure for a weekend…just give me that.