singing with the radio on, nice and loud. thinking of her voice, eyes and everything else. smiling to myself. damm that girl drives me crazy. looking up, veering sideways past the chickens in the ditch, thinking maybe I’m hallucinating, not just daydreaming….
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paradigms fencing me in, foretold conclusions taught from infancy. knowing now, how it will always be…….
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camping is definitely soothing, sometimes maddening, always satisfying….
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times I have listened to this, each time bringing separate meanings……
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small talk is useless, boring insights from lazy brains….
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before the pathway, always beckoning. soothing any lost wandering soul…..
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Etta sang, then my whole world turned misty blue. i should forget you, lord knows i’ve tried……
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welcome back, it’s been a long winter………….
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when my eyes opened this morning……
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hiding out, in a well known place. losing the color of blue. missing what exactly i don’t know…..maybe i never will…..
Escape Reality 