coray

Im back after a long long journey. Been living in Oz (Australia) for the past 8mths.and now Im back to keep my word. What is your word worth??? Mine is worth a few thousand, and the depression of being in this town. Not to say Im not happy. I am, mostly. I worked it all out I missed the people, not the place this place drains me.its so very easy to do nothing here literally nothing, I can spend days of just sitting around, getting nothing accomplished, and hell, when you dont do anything, you dont have to eat much b/c you dont burn much.. I can see how so many people do nothing w/ their lives, and I cant let that happen to me, Ive done things, and want to keep doing things, its all about your attitude towards life, but the quicksand of nothingness keeps pulling, might have something to do w/ the vast about of mind numbing entertainment around here, it just blinds us, keeps us passive bahhhh. Now, jobs here are scarce, no such this as easy transportation, and everything is a far walk and its not like I mind walking, hell, I miss walking, I miss getting up in the morning, putting on my trainers, grabbing my music, and take off, walk around Melbourne all day and night. But here, there is no place to go, and nobody I really care to meet and everything is reminding me how I had a complete life there, I had a job, and not a tiny job, it was a job that paid well, that others support their families on, and I had a place to live, w/ good people oh well, just a little upset. Wow. Now thats a depressing rant.. So I decided what to do w/ my account, now that I have it back. Im going to start filling it w/ essays of random things I think of.. I was looking at my ex-gfs cat, and we looked at each other for well over 10min, it was a staring contest, but I started so long, everything around the cat faded away, and you could see this outline of the cat around her, and at that moment, my mind drifted to my abstract thinking space, and came up w/ a story about how cats could lour people into staring contests to steal your soul, b/c its really the cats that run the show!!!! I love how my mind can drift, my imagination has been classified as overactive, which keeps my dreams interesting well, gtg.