(vee from The Sonnets complains yet again) Another day of birth. JeeZ. It is indeed an angry day for me, for reasons far beyond anything i even want to touch.
Why cant i get what i really want?
I wanna leave.
Thats what i want more than anything.
Is to get up and leave.
v.

So not much in the drama dept. We are losing our drummer eventually, but until that happens, we will ride it out. Aside from that, not much else. M time has been spent trying to do for others and help anyone i can assist. I wanna get awa, but im not sure where too. South America beckons. Looming larger than life, it is always the best trip because it makes me aware and humble and energizes me to deal with the crap here. one day i will return for good and never look back. But what about love? It exists only when necessary i guess...sometimes you dont get to experience all of it. Just little chards of content and hopes here and there, but nothing is as good as deep dark passion that provides the fodder for this bored to death writer. Write about something interesting? I dont know, was i really ever interesting to begin with?

Not knowing which way is up, i kept my eyes on the cracks and the small rocks and twigs. Truly this is springtime when everything shifts and airs change or the same feelings turn sour and poisoned.
I wanted everything better at once, but found it hard to keep a steady unwavering course. The flesh was calling out to others and all morality turned to trivial excuses.
Now challenges present themselves in such open forums that i cannot look away nor pretend that needs do exist. I am failing like my father. I need to relax and let go of things, even if i am being honest.
This time, i think i need to lie for the better.