A slump I have found myself in... reminiscent of the days of poetry and music.
My social abilities are... present... but waning. I do not feel the need to see anyone these days... But I cannot stand sitting at home.
So off to 24 hour diners I go... my life. DIner hopping..
But the last week or so, I've spent more time sitting on the sidewalk outside of the diner, reading Kerouac, and smoking than I have sitting inside being an ass.
I miss Siddhartha. I miss Jack Delouz. I miss Buddha, Christ, and Lao Tzu.
Away from women I need to stray, and more towards innerality (MY WORD) I need to find.
My social abilities are... present... but waning. I do not feel the need to see anyone these days... But I cannot stand sitting at home.
So off to 24 hour diners I go... my life. DIner hopping..
But the last week or so, I've spent more time sitting on the sidewalk outside of the diner, reading Kerouac, and smoking than I have sitting inside being an ass.
I miss Siddhartha. I miss Jack Delouz. I miss Buddha, Christ, and Lao Tzu.
Away from women I need to stray, and more towards innerality (MY WORD) I need to find.