used to think i hated living in the city but it turns out i just hate living somewhere without the chance to escape when I need to
then, it was the sheer distance to my car. now, it's my timing belt, due in 1200 miles, and me having no money for gas. trapped in a beautiful place
then, it was the sheer distance to my car. now, it's my timing belt, due in 1200 miles, and me having no money for gas. trapped in a beautiful place
used to be my car was a 2.5 hour bus ride away
now it's right here and I can't afford to drive it any more than the 200 miles one day a week to a job that barely pays my bills
and when I do take up a full-time position, I won't be able to get away for more than a weekend.
now it's right here and I can't afford to drive it any more than the 200 miles one day a week to a job that barely pays my bills
and when I do take up a full-time position, I won't be able to get away for more than a weekend.
at least once i do that i'll be trapped in a place where i'm able to afford a real bed to be miserable in
projecting into the future and watching my artistic practice die because I'm too goddamn tired to do it
projecting into the future and watching my artistic practice die because I'm too goddamn tired to do it
i should make more art, it might change my mind on things
