this lonely road of smoke and whiskey trails

November 22, 2006 wednesday - 01:53

i thought today was thursday. i really did. i'm so relieved it's wednesday instead. one more day. an extra 24 hours of grace.

in another universe, i am contemplating the meaninglessness of the concept of need. needs. wants. need never justifies anything. nothing every justifies need.

but i need this. i need all this because at the end of the road my dream waits for me.

today i think my dream died. today i gave up.

but maybe it's just this one road that is closing itself off. maybe there are other ways to get to the same destination. maybe.

and if that's true, i would be able to get there if i could. but i'm tired. and i don't know if i have the energy to try any more.

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