I think I need to be somewhere else, where their are open spaces, no computers – no technology no nothing just me and you.
i think i need to feel the sand inbetween my toes, the sweat roll off my eye brows. I need conversation, real conversation with real people who have real lives that don’t hide behind them, but who expose them and who hears me and listens to me.
I yearn form others the foresight of implicit compassion, respect and love – I’m tired of these plastic people I know that live by the fact and live life reltive to the fact, its so cold. I’m so sad these peoplee are here with me.
i want to be somewhere where I can be me, and i dont want to redesign my life tendancies within the social constricts of this place I live at. I need to escape from by obligations only to confirm my sanity and to express myself.
it will be real good being some place other than this.