...tired as a mutha fuggah...
...Feeling better now that I have ranted and raved. The holiday will sucketh this year.....oh well, almost too drained to care....
...So, This city had always had the potential to go either way with me. Either it would remain a mysterious, electrical, fantasy place, or it would become the hardened, decaying slum that it really is. I finally enveloped myself in it's filth and now I am almost as hard as the brick paved streets that try to creep through their modernized asphalt. I don't look at people and smile anymore. Hell I don't even remove my eyes from the pavement that I pound my feet against as I make my dismal walk to the bank around the corner every day around noon. I just walk, and I breathe, 'cause that's all you can do in this city is just walk every where and hope that each breath won't be your last. So, you just walk and breathe...
...Feeling better now that I have ranted and raved. The holiday will sucketh this year.....oh well, almost too drained to care....
...So, This city had always had the potential to go either way with me. Either it would remain a mysterious, electrical, fantasy place, or it would become the hardened, decaying slum that it really is. I finally enveloped myself in it's filth and now I am almost as hard as the brick paved streets that try to creep through their modernized asphalt. I don't look at people and smile anymore. Hell I don't even remove my eyes from the pavement that I pound my feet against as I make my dismal walk to the bank around the corner every day around noon. I just walk, and I breathe, 'cause that's all you can do in this city is just walk every where and hope that each breath won't be your last. So, you just walk and breathe...
Aw, c'mon, both Frank Zappa and John Waters were from Baltimore.
-TM