sold.

just before moving to montana i sold most of my valuables. i regret having sold my touring bike sometimes, but i can replace it. i hate the word regret. and i don't like people who refrain from using the word hate. i'm not sure i even regret it, i just wish i had a touring bike now. and 2 of the guitars i sold! epiphone les paul. mmmmm the crunchy love. not that i could play worth a shit but it was nice to be able to play when i wanted to. adios hagstrom viking... aint she a doll?

really wanting to write but i can't seem to get a focus or direction. i am full with material and about to explode but i have no blueprint in my head. i'm too scattered. i need a week away, alone. out of the city. i need woods. badly. and drugs and alcohol. i do need woods though. i need no voices. i could use a good friend here, thats for sure. got a nice surprise from mom showing up the night before my birthday! total surprise. very sweet.

had to take mom to the airport at 4am this morning, drove around boston till 5:30 trying to figure out how to get back into cambridge. tunnel partially closed. asked 2 guys in a taxi, they ended up following me and asking me at the next light if i needed anything else, "noticed you had out-of-state tags." people are so kind here.