Cocaine and soda, playing Tetris in our underwear.

im not diggin work. i swear the shit eats away at your soul man. day in and out the same thing..over and over…

and while im standing on some assembly line in a warehouse that might as well be a fuckin easy-bake oven, he’s kickin it back in the middle of the woods in south east part of the state (missouri that is.. cant stand it here.. i need ocean, trees, hills..not flood plains.)

trying to build a paycheck into a life isnt much of a life. and its more difficult to do solo…for two people..

so after 8 or 10 hours of mind numbing routine i like to kick it with some cats i know.. we like to take walks at 2 in the morning around the neighborhood indulging in some end-of-the-day relief that leaves me better than i came.

had some good conversation on the porch when the moon was high. good company makes all the difference in the day.. people that are on my level, that GET IT.

“Every day has a beginning and ending, just like every life has a start and finish.” _Against Me_