

WIP - Found My Way HomeIt's been a good run, but honestly, it's time for me to slow down. A year ago today I'd have had no choice. Now I feel like starting all over, and getting some relaxation in the process.WIP - Found My Way Home
People often asked me, "What made you run off?" I'd tell them, "If I knew, you would too. Doesn't that make sense?" Answering questions with questions is always a blast. Take notes, little bro.
These are my first words to the world as I knew it before turning my back, so I should probably make them sweet.
Something I want you to understand, is that I never specifically wanted to leave. I was driven. See, your


Polished "Waiting Room"There are billions of songs and stories about waiting rooms. They make just as old and boring of a subject as that ex-marine who saved the bank from being robbed, or those two people who fell in love, then out, then in, or that ghost who lives in the room next to us. There are even less stories about libraries than there are of waiting rooms. What does that tell you?Polished "Waiting Room"
However, something very unusual happened to me the other day, something so bizarre I had to share it with the world.
Sitting in the waiting area of a physician's office has never been my idea of a


Polished "Guess What?""Am I awake? Did I ever wake up?"Polished "Guess What?"
David asked himself, over and over, if he was awake, because it sure as hell didn't feel like he was. His bedroom was
almost dark as night, save the digital alarm clock light, and what little sun was allowed to filter through his window.
It was 6:30a.m. He could see that clearly. It was also drizzling; he could see that pretty clear, too. It was cloudily and
about to fucking storm, and that was the clearest.
But, why couldn't he move? Well, he could, but it felt more like flailing weightlessly. Why did it seem like he couldn't make any dis


Polished "Bad Dog"I chose to run. So what? It's not like I'm a pacifist or anything, and I'm sure as hell no small dog. I coulda fought back. Running down this alley, this damn stinking alley, all I could feel was regret. No fear, no real remorse, certainly no shame; just regret.Polished "Bad Dog"
Fucking Johnny, he was always a joker. He was one of those guys that'd unscrew the tip of your salt shaker halfway, and leave it there, so when you tried to give your steak or whatnot some flavor, it all poured out at once. Yeah, real funny, Johnny. You were a regular
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"Oh, it's a big pretty white plane with red stripes, curtains in the windows, wheels, and it looks like a big Tylenol!" -Johnny Hinshaw, "Airplane!"
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"Oh, it's a big pretty white plane with red stripes, curtains in the windows, wheels, and it looks like a big Tylenol!" -Johnny Hinshaw, "Airplane!"
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50% of children these days will try to dig a hole to China.
5 out of 6 of them will hit a gas main.
But yeah, I'm still here!
This is from HS, mind you.
Happy Holidays to you too, hon! How are ya?
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