Stuck again. a reoccuring theme in my world. Just when I think ive have things working everything falls apart. Yeah I know the center cannot hold. I threw away one life that wasnt working only to find another that has no place for me. Once again im a sailor without a boat. Do we wander forever under the delusion that we are to find our place our peace a moment in time where all is forgiven and one can just be? To perpetually wander that must be my lot. Long ago in england it was a crime to be a vagabond. I guess that will be my next tat. The V of shame and I will wear it as a badge of honor. To be no where. To be everywhere. I guess I must be home. Now if I can just find another vessel to serve.

Stuck again. a reoccuring theme in my world. Just when I think ive have things working everything falls apart. Yeah I know the center cannot hold. I threw away one life that wasnt working only to find another that has no place for me. Once again im a sailor without a boat. Do we wander forever under the delusion that we are to find our place our peace a moment in time where all is forgiven and one can just be? To perpetually wander that must be my lot. Long ago in england it was a crime to be a vagabond. I guess that will be my next tat. The V of shame and I will wear it as a badge of honor. To be no where. To be everywhere. I guess I must be home. Now if I can just find another vessel to serve.