Ok so I have to basic frame outline of my trip. No rides lined up, noone to go to. Nowhere to belong. I feel like i should have stayed in Oregon for the winter after harvest. But now I am in indiana no mans land. People so separated from the real world I can scarcely communicate with them. I learned an interesting thing in indiana though. White people are still breeding in the rural areas of america. They may not be raising many of the children but boy are they having em, every girl i have met in this town over the last near month has a little one, or more. I guess due in part ot the boredom of living in this sleepy little place.
Well I have about run out of ideas and likely wont get more till i get stoned, which i am about to do right now....... I have damned near smoked all the reson out of this thing. Scratch that, i did just smoke the last bit. Well well well a filthy little beast you are old pal.
So as I wait in this void. I really am not sure where to turn my attention to. Go "hang out" with hippies? Go co-op with the anarchist? Go to idaho or montana and practice my rifle skills? There is no cut and paste answer. I am well suited for a few different ventures although how to wedge my obtuse self in to one of these tiny nooks is a mystery to me.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Where do witches like me go?
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