all i can think of is the same day over and over again.

in the daylight we can hitchhike to maine.

i just want to stay here for a while. not this location. i could care less. i want to be there for a while. i am a little tired of all of this. the whole day i can not wait until its sunset. the whole night i am dying for the sunrise. i am trying to find a solid meaning in the feeling in me right now, but i can not find any good reason in me. i am conflicted in every way i could be. all i can think of is the same day over and over again. it was a good day. not a great day. it was fall. of course fall is always my favorite season when i look back, but never when i am there. it was raining though. i was taking pictures with a friend and the rain just kept coming down on me but i didnt care. i stayed out late on a weekday night and said it was for work, but i just wanted to be away for a bit. no one would have noticed if i did not come home that night. that was the best part of it all. it was the first and last time that everything would come together just right to leave no one there for me. i was a different person and from that point on i have never been that person again. now i am better.

keep moving.

tim.