off the grid

i'll try to find something to write about. i need a road trip, something to get me out of the loft, which feels a lot bigger than it once did.

i haven't cried since i lived somewhere that had hardwood floors. funny thing, the hardwood floors are back. it's like i'm haunted by old dead forests. But I supposed I'd haunt someone too if they walked all over me all the time.

that's all i got right now.