I would be hard pressed to explain to anyone this desire to be alone. It's nothing personal. Nothing that has to do with anyone but me. Nothing to do with nothing. I just want to be alone. Really alone. I want to sit in my home in front of the movie screen, work in my …
bulbously clear
I've watched all the good things in my life come fast and hard and fall away again with extraordinary precision. I am standing on the street corner wondering if I should cross against the light. I could walk or stop. I just don't know what is wanted from me. Walk. Stop. The signs are all …
Dixie's Road Trip 