It's funny when you go out of your way to avoid something that doesn't end up affecting you anyways. There's more relief than not
of this season's past, and we're all just finding shit to do to keep us busy until we die. All this shit that's dumped on us is
shatty because we take it on that way. It's like purposely choosing to push your car all the way up a hill when you could just put
the key in to start it any time. Some people are just bored without the hill, and once they tire of learning the same concept over
and over, they'll move on to the next stage. It's no one else's place to bring them there, however.
This bowl with mountains of shwa/kieff is keeping me com'ny, swirling it's smoke under my nose like a gentle hand to my face. I
named it Billy, kind of like Billy Holiday. I'm on Ella and Louie right now, and the cotton is high...
and your ma' is good looking ~ ~ ~ I'm making my plan of escape fairly soon. I have to get out of here... soon. I've only been
intercontinental, which is a yawn. I haven't even been to Canada yet, although I'll prolly see things far greater far long bef0re
then. Applause all around for Jack Johnson (I know him from that 'Taylor' song. He's really hot in the video.)
