Seems like I write more when I have shit happening to me...just on a break from mowing yards and thinking about where I'm going past this...the truth is I'm done with my life in this city...as long as I'm here I know people and they know everyone else...seems like everything I do, there is always a connection somehow to a past event...it's time to make a new event in a different place without past events being dug up...money, time, patience

and a whole lot of fucking things up