parra

i have met some people here that even for being interested in culture, its meaning and making are really fucking dumb. the fucked up thing is that there is a higer percentage of them in this city than in others. it is as if they flock here chasing some illusive dream in which the odds are stacked significantly against them. like icarus i have flown very close to the sun however unlike him i have stopped as it is warm enough where I am. my wings are starting to melt and i have some decesions to make in relationship to my definition of success, on my terms, in my voice and life. this philosophical nugget that i chew on is like an everlasing gobstopper and my jaw hurts so tonight i retire, comforted in the fact that i will be seeing her in a couple of days.

listening to merle