Monday, 1 June 2015

The title is the hardest part

Okay, I am going to just come right out and say it, spill the beans... hahahaha. I feel fuckin'' trapped. In my skin, in my bones, my flesh and in this fuckin' city. I wanna just take a car and drive, take a plane and fly, the train and ride, away from here. I would like to BE. To go and be on the land, with my Earth Mother, build a life near the beautiful Atlantic Ocean and start living.

I feel trapped today. Trapped into this never-ending cycle of wake, walk, ride, eat, shit, sleep, connect, etc and do it all over again..

Everyone seems to be moving on and I feel I ought to too. Start building, creating the life I would like to lead, instead of feeling stuck where I am and feeling like I am not getting, nor going anywhere.... K is no longer doing her shows, some good friends of mine are going to be moving in a few months.... and some others that I seem to just be getting to know, are also moving... everyone is moving on to bigger and better things for themselves and those in their lives.... It makes sense that instead of being left in the dust that I go and do my own thing too.

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