I'm apprehensive about a few things. Stupid obligations coupled with very valid ones, and I'm not balancing it all very well. Ghettoness, but not of the finer variety.
I am working to find a new place to live, but with a few if/thens. It seems the place for me to go is back to Harlem. Harlem always did me right. Harlem and then balance my financial situation and then furniture, savings, and adventure. Winter will come and the sidewalks will sparkle. How long will I be in this city? It seems like I can't stay anywhere forever, or it would be a waste of my life. Then again, barely being able to bum one's way around is really limiting as well. It seems like a very rigorous effort to make money is necessary, but I don't have the inspiration for all of that.
I have to organize, but I need solitude.
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