I'm guessing this doesnt look so storybook now Open it to Chapter 6 entitled -Love and Trust I better put this book down Cause the first page was half charred to where you could see a bit of the next I wish I could hold you back in class and say that it was all from the stress. but I wouldn't be lying if I told you we weren't going anywhere Eachday I told myself otherwise making it to where I wouldn't care I just sat back and waited for my scene to begin holding on to my chair with my eyes dead centered in to the actress on stage what a beautiful smile too bad she'd use it to make my heart hurt for a while but thats the name of the game if you read a sad story after me comes the next and I started feeling bad for the guy before me Then again he's the reason why the pages were so crisp Held up that match for too long and got you addicted to this (alcohol) Is it sinful to think about myself for a while? Just put this book back up on the shelf in a state of denial then pick it back up when I think I'm ready again Hold on to my sick stomach because its not ready to spin But the pages stay the same from the first chapter to the 6th Every time I pick it up I keep adding to the list of the things in the seventh Like, .... Self Respect. Chapter 7 Verse 1. Part A. went up like the flame from a gun. then goes...... .Decency. Chapter 7 Verse 2. Part B. I realize...... " Wait, its me with the match now What the fuck am I doing to you?!" So I'd better take a step back and trip over my guitar when these feelings come over me like a familiar coat from my attire And back onto myself again I start thinking of how I wish I had the chance to tell you (my friend) That sometimes I feel as if I have nowhere else to go but I have something left to say and I have nothing left to show and if you were here with me right now I'd take time out of my day to say I love you. And I'll never hurt you again, thats why I'm putting this book back up on the shelf in shame. I've gathered one thing from this whole ordeal, and thats that we are the same book, pages burn in me as well.

ME.ForSale.

                                                                                 

So some of my photography is up for sale, if you want a picture that isn't up on this page, let me know, my flickr is robs0nic(zero in s0nic)@yahoo.com. Thank you for even looking.

Love

Me.

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Living at Night

As I was driving home in the so called late hours of midnight and beyond

I couldn't help but wonder.... what if you trained yourself to function at night rather than in the day time? For instance, wait until around 3am or 4am and focus yourself at the window towards a road. Tell me what you see, brisk cold nothingness right? It has been trained in most of our heads to think that being up past a certain time is bad, and that you need your sleep to function well in an ever growing stressful society. This is a dream of a thought, based on the fact you wouldn't be able to get anything important accomplished because you have to communicate through channels in a society that normally functions in the day time. But imagine being able to live life with no one on the streets. I'm sure you're all too familiar with the feeling of being up entirely too late driving home, or walking around in the mysterious dark of the night.  Next time this happens to you, think of how amazing it is to drive down the road or walk down a street with no one else on it for MILES.  To not get cut off by the next person rushing to get somewhere half important. I wish I could always live in the night. Furthest from my mind until just now is vampires. Life is complicated, everyone deals with it, but being awake at night is a wonderful delight and escape from daily strife. Try it. 

Time to Look Up.

I end up feeling like I should have done this a long time ago. Then again, that's how I feel about a lot of things. I'm 22 years old now, living at home, out of work and starting to realize that I need to get something going. I've grown accustomed to being by myself, even when I was in a relationship. I've recently joined a band, we haven't come up with a name yet, but we're sure that it will result in success. Not so much on the money side of things, but rather on the talent side. So far so good with the blogspot, figured I'd sketch in my first entry with a photo as well.