old school...

i have been working in idaho for a few days now. "yeah so what?" well, i spent 3 years living in boise going to jr high scool (7-9th grade). i don't really think about these years all that much. i guess i have many new things in life to think about or ponder. well, i had a little time to kill, so i drove past my old jr high school - south jr. high, home of the bobcats - and i can't believe the flood of memories that came rushing through my head... my first french kiss, my first girlfriend, snow skiing, four square kick-ball, soccer, wrestling, track, football, my first time drunk and my first time puking from 1st drunk and first hangover, locker rooms, woods class, dirtbikes, sex pistols, the clash and others. i learned to drive a car here. i remember my mom pulling me from football practice to tell me my great grandfather had died and we had to go to california.

it is amazing the amount of things we can retain in our heads and recalling them so vividly with the slightest of effort. i am not sure that i want to drive by anywhere else.

this just about says it all! 

silent scream...

as i lay in languid state
spent of all that i am.
i wander through time
as if i could be anywhere.
i arrive to a place less confused
to a time that has been forgotten.
perplexed am i at life.
so much to account for
yet so little for worth.
have i wasted my time?
i am dying inside!
i am screaming to find some peace!

a tired road...

i have not been her for such a long time.
no lame excuses, just tired.
not much to say that anyone wants to know.
nothing to share that i've admired.
i have lost my ability to think or reason
i've coded, i'm flat line.
i haven't the time to even steal a thought
or create one of mine.
i think i am the only one who reads this
so who really gives a shit
if i can't say someting clever
or get my brain lit.