poof!

iv been living from one saturday to the next. saturday cycles i call them. because nothing that happens in between really is of any consequence. i mean things happen and they're all momentary.. but when saturday comes its bliss. and i have to let it all go now.. its bothering me big time..

no more photography
no more movies
no more breakfast
no more hanging out mindlessly
no more boring shopping
no more drives
no more talking
no more just being
no more saturday bliss

its weird how you can let something grow on you so much. you never think you could end up missing it if you didnt have it.

i miss it.

"i need a sign, to let me know you're here.."

calling all angels

—train