tales from an ordinary world

2003-05-10

I'd be a fool to suggest that I have the slightest idea of what's really going on right now. I've learnt a lot in the past week, but it's only made me realise how far away I am from a general sense of understanding the nature of things. There's a Four-X sign in sight of where I'm staying. A train line, a few bridges, and a pile of one-way streets. As an old friend used to say, "I'm a lonesome cowboy, so far from home." My boots have no spurs. I fight for love, not war. These are the days, the days, the days. Well. My stupidity, my mistakes, my failures, they're all there to see - it's hard to see past them but fuck, I'm trying, I'll give you that. I've walked into JB Hi Fi trying to buy Beck's Sea Change on two consecutive days, only to be stopped by other forces, but maybe tomorrow, maybe that'll be the day. Maybe that'll be the day that I die.