long trip to see the falls
Cruising along highways beyond the 80 kilometer stretch of seasalt washed countryside. Drowning in caffeine, sick with nicotine forgetting you were here.You were just here. i may quit smoking. and the beer and the bong. and the boring details that is you. and the drone that is your voice.
Looking for signs in the pre-occupied faces of strangers that turn to look at the oncoming headlights of this killer bus. this trip is becoming a stupid idea.
Driving, rushing to nowhere no idea of what has been lost.Talk to me again in three years, I might remember then who left who and why. Or where else I could be right this moment. like my hotel room. soft pillows and all. and the drone of the sitcom made more to mock religious beliefs than for laughs.
saw the falls. climbed the slippery slope to the 5th level. got high. got drunk. got chilled to the bones. now cramped in this bus badly needing to pee. the next restroom stop a full two hours away. i hate you.
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you too?!
i'm working on quitting the booze and smokes. the occasional joint on winter nights when the snow twinkles in the glow of the gas lamps, i think i'll hold on to, though.
goody. another interesting story when we meet up.
woven like tapestry. sadness mingles with vitriol and all on a cramped bus.
hi and love.
x
hi liam. yeah, me too. not the joint i guess.
gorgeous, so when are we meeting up?
hey cj! kamusta? i've a stupid question for you. it's just that i have a crush on this BBC reporter, Ben Anderson. and i'm desperate to watch him again or get his website. is he known there?
drown that memory of him. you are affected only when you allow him (or the memory of him)to affect you. how can you hate someone when there was no true love in the first place? ;p
yes, he is me. i am really ben anderson. i will fly over and make love to you.
;)
but seriously, i have never heard of the guy, sorry.
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