well, i can't stay long (i'm at a friend's house on her computer, bless her heart) but i wanted to stop in and let ya'll know i am among the living.

homeless, jobless, bent but not broken and not hopeless.

i have come to the conclusion, amongst much rumination, that if i detailed out my life from start to finish no one would believe it. my mother used to tell me shit like this built character, but isn't there a limit? i mean, when you have a character the size of King Kong, isn't that big enough?

anyway, mom is better. (she's too mean for cancer, i believe most sincerely she scared it right the hell out of her) and i am...i am... oh hell, i have no idea what the hell i am. but you know what? i'm just too goddamned stubborn to give up.

i have to hold on to the thought it all happens for a reason and better times are ahead. and oh, the stories i have.

i miss you guys, (you know who you are) and there is not a day that goes by that i don't think of you. i am writing a teeny bit (longhand omg does it suck donkey dick or what) so put the gun away, mr. haines. i will be back, i promise.

looking into the abyss ain't so bad...it's when it looks back at you.

:)