Its 16 miles, to the promised land and I promise you, I'm doing the best I can. now don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than a man cause you'll probably end up dead.
i visit these mountains with frequency and i stand here with my arms up. now some days, they last longer than others but this day by the lake went too fast and if you want me you better speak up- i won't wait so you better, move fast
don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than you are with your arms outstretched to me
Corinth, West Los Angeles, circa Summer 2008 (a time of hope & dreamz & far-fetched desires)
I guess this indefinite timeline thing is not making things any better either. But I'll just say (for now) that I'll be coming back in a couple of months... so it won't seem as scary when I'm saying my goodbyes. As for now, it doesn't seem like I'm really, truly leaving. I guess it won't hit me until the airport when my grandma starts to tear up <- that's one thing I'm NOT looking forward to... =(
Now that I'm in the process of picking & choosing which clothes to take, I realized I kinda wear the same clothes all the time. There are my constant pieces that I wear on a weekly basis, and then there are those articles which are kind of in the periphery that I wear once in a blue moon. But sometimes, the clothes that I don't wear as often, I treasure more... so what to do? Bring more of the wearable staples and forgo all the occasional items? I hate packing.
I realized once I'm out there, I'll be truly living the bohemian life... not in the sense that things will be romantic and free-spirited, but in the sense that I'll be impoverished... unless I find a sugar daddy that will pay for all my meals & entertainment, but I'm not counting on it... -_- Some of my friends think I'm brave, some think I'm stupid. I am starting to agree more and more with the latter. Quick!~ Hurry up and ship me out of here before I regain sanity!
The future is limitless. And with that, I say "adieu, L.A." Or at least, c u l8r.
