james_

"Your many ways have set my heart ablaze
It's you who puts my soul in ecstasy"

22 today. Joy.

When you're biding time, everything autiomated, just waiting for the money to be cleared the time starts to accellerate to a heady blur. 40 weeks to go. 40 weeks to freedom.
Despite the depressive tone, in good spirits at the moment.
On saturday, a baccanalian orgy to clear my head and reset my soul.

Squeegee your third eyes.