Farewell my friends. I leave on yet another journey.
I'll awake before the sun. Gonna catch a plane.
Yaaaap. Keep my couch and chair warm, or if you don't want to break into my house, keep something warm that I will soon be around or sitting on.
Don't let the hobo spiders get ya.
Also, don't let Lex Luthor(er?) grow crystals near your houses, or anywhere on Earth for that matter. Nothing good comes of it. Crystals are nice, but they break shit up and ruin everything they grow on. It really sucks. You could make a new proverb or phrase or whatever out of that: Every crystal has its break everything apart and ruin everything...thing.
Aside:
And I live in a silence. Always a silence. Forgive me for my deep dark silence. I would like to think there is a bubble or two billowing towards the surface, containing floods of my innermost thoughts (so tightly kept) so that when they get to the surface they would burst and release those shackled words that have not seen the world thus far. This is one of my many hopes. I've learned such a patient pacience. Hope don't fail.
Still afraid to live. Carry on, a clear head would be beneficial for travels.
Toodles.
And I'll be baaaack.
