Wednesday, December 19, 2007

15. On Edge

I need out of this fucking town. Maybe it's just today, but I have an intense urge to run. I need a strange city and a labyrinth of streets to wander for a while. I've got a craving for all night diners and greasy hashbrowns. For digital photos filled with tracers and unusual people to watch on the street.

It seems like no matter how big the city, after a while I start to feel clausterphobic and bored. Right now I'm about to crawl out of my skin. Something needs to change because every day looks the same.

2 comments:

meg's thoughts return said...

I think what you need is to get out into the woods...

Françoise de Fleur said...

Or a roadtrip. Roadtrip!!