i've got bronchitis from smoking too many cigarettes, i can never sleep, and i've been having alot of fun here in the Philippines but every now and again i deperately seek the freedom i had to go where ever.
i guess the difference in the move from VA to NY was i could easily figure my way around NY by subway map... here, it's a bit more difficult than that. my nights have been fucking riot on point fun, but i still feel like i'm lacking something. just that freedom i used to have to get on a train in the morning and head to union square and talk to a bum about life and how short it can be. or ride my bike up and down lynnhaven parkway. i don't know what i'm trying to say in this blog, but i feel so useless sitting at home all day at my computer. yeah, theres loads of inspiring images/websites/photos on the web, but i needa get out... unfortunately, i can't wait til school starts...
i've screenprinted a couple shirts, worked in my art journal, re-read No One Belongs Here More Than You - By Miranda July, fixed up the SWATHE myspace && website, and did a few LTLYM assignments in my writing journal this week...
why do i still feel like a useless sack of shit?