a measuring stick for my journey

Friday, January 30, 2009

sometimes

sometimes i live too much in the future, and not enough in the present

sometimes i daydream about leaving my life, driving as far south as a i can, and living anonymously on some deserted beach

sometimes i try to stop eating sugar, and then it surprise attacks me and i'm all back in

sometimes i sit back, look at my life, and wonder why i'm so incredibly blessed

sometimes i miss the days when i was young enough to justify a night light

sometimes nature is so beautiful it's physically painful for me

sometimes i talk to myself in public, and get weird looks from strangers

sometimes knowing everyone my town is claustrophobic, sometimes it's incredibly sweet

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