i realized that i haven't really gone outside of the renton area since i came back from the philippines. what's happening?

have you ever been to wallingford? have you ever been drunk and high on a merry-go-round at night, somewhere in ballard? have you ever, just, like, fuckin' lived?

these are questions i can affirm with answers that aren't quite satifying. i grow more inexperienced and restless as days go by where i lay idle, wasting my pursuit for understanding, saying goodbye to my childhood but running away from becoming an adult.

just say it!

no, i'm not beating around any bush. this is how it is. this is THE angst.

funny, i used to think about dying more when i was younger, now i'm more worried about not living enough.

i ain't smokin' so i can see the eifel tower!

gotta do something about that cholesterol though. gotta do something about the migraines i create for myself, i'm sure that can't be healthy.

gotta do something. gotta respect my mom more too, even though she's upped her nagging a bit too much.

i am so goddamn cool! but i'm losing it.