kizzay

I have this thing that i do.

Ill be out somewhere.

I decide i need to leave to go absolutely nowhere and everywhere all at the same time.

I get in the car.

I drive.

familliar places.

new places.

hours at a time.

certain times. certain smells. certain songs.

remind me of things id like to forget and things i wish i could completely remember.

wouldnt you like to relive one day forever?
one time... one place. one moment.

sometimes i enjoy the silence, other times i want to break it.

i usually follow this erie pattern of right and left turns that ive memorized from the past 7 years.

secret hideaways. forgotten spaces. hidden city treasures. off roads.

sometimes ill bring a friend. sometimes not.

i love to watch the neighborhoods and the people change.

its the same.

yet its different.

but its still home.

i drove around the high school for a bit. i would like to revisit that mindstate for awhile.

good times.

no fear.

so with that im bringing 1995 back real hard with the ski goggles. no reason. extra hip hop again i guess.