As I sit in my new room. I can't help but think of my life, where it's been, where it's going, and where I am now. I breathe heavy for my future. My past is a breath of relief. The present, takes my breath away...
While I desire to keep this stream of consciousness going... Alas, my exhaustion is taking hold.... random thoughts?
Why?, Doubt, weakness, piss in the hallway, not good enough, my best friends, I miss them... Never feeling comfortable.
The 11th hour draws near...
Night
