I smoke, on the regular. I feel older. There is so much to do. I've started thinking in months and years. Things are so close and sometimes it's scary how much of my life I am already prepared to spend.
I want to go places. I will. I am. I don't want to look ahead. I'm right here.
I didn't overhear anything on the road today. That was strange.
I'm back though. I need to write all of this down.
"Like a castle in his corner, in a medieval game
I foresee great trouble, but I stay here all the same"
- Steel DanI'm right here.
And I'm good. So good.
