insomnia again pleaded for walk last night.
as always, i begrudginly obliged.
ragged, my shirt unbuttoned, my shoes untied, my hair reaching high towards heaven, i wandered the early morning streets.
it seems that God has brought me here. to this place of utter restlesness. i think he is talking to me again.
if only i could find my decoder ring.
i saw myself in a store window reflection. i am looking quite thin.
i want to be even more thin. dissolve into nothing but words and over sensitive emotions.
God, John Coltrane, and Jack Kerouac will not leave my mind. i wrote a poem about them. they are still not satisfied.
i just want to learn whatever lesson and move on.
part of me wants to move so bad.
part of me is already lonely without new and strange town.
i think i am bi-polar.
bi-polar is just a sexy word for moody.
12:10 p.m. - 2005-06-02
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