Wake up and go there, late cause i fucking over slept. And he is all like "We have to talk" and I say sure, but already see an envelope with what looks like my wages so I brace myself for whats coming. Indeed he is all very apolegetic and nice but fires me anyways cause he says my food is not selling. The real reason is that no one is really going into the cafe so he has no money to keep me on, fair enough. he says i can put him down as a reference. Sure beans, I'll do it someday.
Morning, so subtle, can't see no sun. I feel a bit like shit or stressy, something I haven't felt for a while. What will this person think, what will this other person think. I don't know. I need some good friendly advice. A brand new friend who doesn't need me. I've been here for sometime and feel relaxed now. I'm not writing this out of expression puking words splitting on the page just as a reminder. I've done yoga and I feel clensed from all things. The truth is that I liked how my life was going. I had a good job, not enough hours but still I could pass on by. I was getting better with her, it just seemed sexy fresh and loving. I got used to being down De Grey, things didn't seem that bad after all. Now what to do is a complete mystery and I'll let that mystery decide what I'm doing for the next few months. It's a strange time but also happy at the same time. A message to anyone.
Someone who goes on the road, blinded by the lust that all of it takes up. Someone who wants to find be a person of lust just important. I feel like going into HMV and getting a cheap book of sorts, I'm still looking for the original scroll. The Island I come from is all cool but the sub pressure really gets in your head and drives you a bit mad, thats why it's better to stay next to the ocean. Most of the time.
Surfing is a great sport to just ride along with nature. But the atlantic ocean is cold in winter for skinny bastards llike me. I'm so not attached anymore to the things that made me bleed months ago and I don't want to leave H at all. It seems way to easy as I get older, chip upon my shoulder. Milky Joe is good company in lonely cold nights when all you wanna do is be naked next to her and fuck till the misty morning. yeah.... misty morning, can't see no sun.