Wednesday, March 25, 2009
I live with another , i stole from her lover
it's hard for me to sit still, i need to go for a drive. I can't shake this, whatever this thing is lately. me knowing or me not knowing. silently being silent.
if i can get settled, I'd like to read later. I'd like to read to her. I checked out four new books from the library. It's still early and these empty roads could be a sign of better days. I like driving like this way: a pad and pen on the passengers seat. a book of zen quotes, a knife, pepper spray and a map to disneyworld under my seat.
love. i used the word love in a letter last evening. I don't want to write or receive any letter that doesn't have the word love written somewhere in it. preferably not just at the end.