Escaped
The years keep flying by and the dawn of a new era is at hand yet I feel no excitement or emotion anymore. I am similarly drained yet have seemingly unlimited reserves of energy and motivation. I want to destroy and nurture. I road rage like a motherfucker, but only on my road bike. I recently lost 25 pounds, and look great but when I stand up too fast I pass out on my feet and have visions of the Apocalypse yet it makes me feel happy, warm, and fuzzy inside. I saw a mylar balloon escape the grocery store today. I mentioned to the attractive lady walking in near me "Looks like one got away...". She replied "Yeah, it's pretty, though.", and then took her sweater off and played with her hair. Normally, any woman would have given me a fuck-you-asshole look replete with no verbal feedback. So like I said, the dawn of a new era is at hand.
10:25 p.m. 2008-08-16
