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September 17, 2005
stuck inside florida with the nawlins blues again
living with the parents when they are not your own; a dismal affair. With each beer that i crack, I send out feelers to find if their ears are sensitive to the sound, if they are privy to the information that my constant guzzling conveys. We have enough money in tow to escape this situation, this country, as soon as we can get back to New Orleans and collect some various items that matter...when that will be?...when WILL that be?? How long can I live the same day over and over...20 miles from the closest corner market...last picture show starts at 7:20??!!..grocery store closes at 8:30...if they arent obese trailer trash they are 80+ year old, moving at the speed of my irritation...there is no one else here, nothing in-between, either dinosaurs or....dinosaurs.
I try to picture Peru on the projection screen in my mind. I try to imagine my waistline slimming down to something noteable, I imagine the taste of freedom and the escape from this gutteral nation that turns me over the gallows or something like that
Life is just on hold until my curfew is lifted....
drink up
Posted by Drexler at September 17, 2005 08:53 AM