Friday, August 5, 2011


august 5th, 2011

Is God really watching me?
Is anyone watching me?
I have no idea anymore.

I'm running from tomorrow, and chasing the past.

I'll be back tomorrow, just not me.
I'm not myself now, but I defnitely won't be me after the sun falls.

So long, Mac-N-Cheese.
Hello, Ms. Rich.

1 comment:

That Blond Guy said...

I was really surprised by this post. Pleasantly surprised, I mean. The first half sounded like the end of a chapter in a book modeled after a teenager's private journal. The second half sounds like the lyrics from a really trippy Beatles song.

Good luck in whatever is about to happen.