just had a long conversation with mike r.
takes me back to a lot of old memories.
i remember feeling that way.
i remember how hard it was.
but i also remember the day i started accepting reality.
i don't want to be here.
i really want to get away.
some where distant.
possibly quiet.
but very hot.
no, what i really want is an accident.
i don't want to make it happen.
i just want it to happen.
i don't want to be on this square.
that round sphere looks good.
anywhere but here really.
i want to go to church.
i want to go to church.
things will never be the same.
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