Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Everybody leaves

What am I waiting for? Nothing. Who am I waiting for? No one.

I'm very close to a goal I set last year. So close. And yet I can't see the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel. I just see the tunnel. Darkened and endless. I'm in it trying to decide to go forward, sometimes wanting to go backward. (Usually wanting to go backward.) (God, I want to go back.)

I'm talking to myself. The only person who will listen, I reckon. Everybody leaves.

Everybody leaves.

Monday, February 1, 2016

Please forgive me

I'm teaching myself how to play the banjo. If I can be honest for a minute, considering I'm talking to myself here having run off all my friends, I'm searching for a place in the world. These last few years have been very confusing for me and I've recently found myself lost. Adrift. Floating. I need something. This is my message in a bottle. I wonder if the right people will see it