There's so many ideas in my mind, and I'd like to start really thinking them out. Problem is I have to wake up for fucking work! I hate it, this constant day in, day out thing where you go into work, and you sit in your cube, you can't talk loud, cause you'll disturb your neighbor. There's a whole shit load of crap that doesn't seem to make any sense. The sky's get so blue up here. But I see it from within the confines of our building. I don't get how some of these people can't feel trapped. They are most likely the bread winners of their families. Yet they come to work everyday, same bat time, same bat channel. Man if I could somehow just travel get out there and see the world, that would be great! Well until I either become a millionare, somehow all of my debt is abolished, or I die. I have to get to bed.
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