me and mine...

in my life
i have
driven more miles then some people will ever travel
laughed so hard liquid has literally come out of my nose
cried for soo long, and soo hard that i thought i might die
felt like i might be losing my sanity
had my jaw broken from being kicked in the face
laughed so hard i actually pissed myself
had a panic attack or two
put my fist through a wall, resulting in more frustration and a pained hand
wanted to kill someone and feared i might actually be capable
lied to myself and believed it, and made sure others did too
jumped out of a plane
been hang gliding
swam beneath waterfalls
burned off half my face
been in multiple car accidents resulting in totaled cars
kissed someone on the beach in barcelona
been rescued from death by a welsh
held someone as they died
held a baby in the first minute of his life
read more books so far then the majority will read in a lifetime
been betrayed
loved so hard it hurt
loved so hard i'll never recover
been cheated on
been swept off my feet
been around copious amounts of drugs
started and quit smoking
been in a movie
ran away from home
had to tell a child his father was dying
held the hand of a total stranger a she passed
watched a paraplegic take his first steps since his accident
watched someone break their two front teeth in half
met some cool celebrities
visited a friend after electroshock therapy
made a game winning basket
scored a game winning run
placed in a poker tournament
fallen in love with my best friend
gotten lost to the point of panic
physically injured a loved one
drank wine beneath the eiffel tower
touched a van gogh, and monet, and picasso
flown a plane




just to name a few...

Sometimes I feel like I'm the main character in a "Choose Your Own Adventure" novel that's being read by a sociopath...

i walked into your dream
and now i've forgotten how to dream
my own dream
you are the clever one aren't you....

gotta go.

About to jump in my car, and get out. Of here, of there, of my head/ bed/ he-said she-said.
Gonna read, and sweat, and pretend I'm a better person living a better life.
Bringing the camera, because I recently remembered who I really am, and what I really do.
Mostly looking forward to the drive.
To that feeling of watching the lights of the city get left behind, to the darkness, to the stars.
Go. Go. Go.
It's never far enough, it's always calling me back.
I have a lot to think about, these days.
I have too much to process.
For now I'm focused on not caring, too much, that is.

Tonight's soundtrack is amazing, wish you were listening.

superpoop.com

late night desires.

i just want silent serenity, for a few moments each day. no questions, no thoughts, no worries. secure emptiness. deep breaths, steady heartbeats. simplicity wrapped around me. no yesterdays, no thoughts of tomorrow. moments to catch up on this world in overdrive, to regain composure, to steady my steps. and free my mind, to find clarity. to rest my body and revive my soul and refill my reserves. solace.

it could all be so simple....

email? check.
cell phone? check.
text messaging? check.
picture messaging? check.
myspace? check.
blog? check.
facebook? check.
instant messenger? check.
googletalk? check.
ichat? check.
video chat? check.
mailing address? check.
twitter? check.

just doesn't compare to sitting down over coffee.

the lyrics......

so true.