We talked... Me and a few of my good friends were hanging out and talking over some whiskey and beer about a week ago. We talked about a bunch of stuff. Past, present and future. We talked about all the people we used to know back in the day, in elementary school or even before. We talked about how everyone has changed since then and about all the shit that we did through our lives so far. We talked about the things we wanted and the things we still want. We talked

This little vacation has done me alot of good. I see things alot clearer now. I'm not so caught up in expecting things to be a certain way anymore. Everything can and will change in the blink of an eye. All you have to do is put one foot in front of the other and the things you will see around you are infinite. It's nice to sit in one spot and rest for a while... It can make you feel secure and safe. Sure of yourself and everything around you. But... don't let that

Well.. I've been doing alot of thinking lately... about everything really. I'm not the person I want to be. It's something I have come to realize more and more. I'm not dissatisfied with my life or anything like that. I think I have a pretty decent life right now... The future is uncertain. what else is new? I'm not afraid of what I don't know... I yearn for it.

So why am I disliking the person I am? Don't get me wrong. I love myself. I'm just not

The colors are fading again. I have come full circle. Everywhere leads to the same place. I don't like this... but I feel a sense of tranquility in the nothingness. I am at peace. Maybe it is better this way. I didn't even want to get up. It felt so good just to lay there. Laying there without a thought in my head. But I wanted to get up... What does that mean?

You can't help me...

Because you can't understand... I don't want your

I haven't been my best recently... I feel... helpless. I don't know where it is comming from. I barely get any sleep any more. And when I do, the dreams make me want to wake back up. I am in the worst kind of cage. The kind with no walls or lock. The confines of my own mind... my world. And I am trapt.

I can feel every change in some deep part of me. I feel the helpless feeling slowly turning to rage and confusion. And for nothing. All my