Ever get that feeling like you know something is wrong with your life, that you have no idea what you have done or are doing. Kinda like the day starts over on the same day, it's that repetitive. I don't like knowing I'm going in circles, and I don't like thinking that I am stuck here for a while, and I don't like knowing my job fucking blows, but it's the only thing that will help me, cash wise. The only thing I have to look forward to, for a while, is seeing you every night, but even I know that will not be all the time. I am beginning to get sucked up in myself again and that is a bad thing, self pity. Oh fuck, I need a vacation seriously, I mean listen to me, I sound like a spun around washed up junkie that has quit, that's not me, I never quit, but I'm just tired of sitting around repeating the same routine. If I could pick out my dream life right now, this would be it...

Living in LA

Near a beach

With musical material

Piano

Her

Cat

Computer

Money

Job

Time to write a book

Ocean

Camera

Car

Her

Her

Her...

Dammit