Dreams to Dust

Journal excerpt, 11/14/12

"Everyday i dream, weighed down by too many things. Life chains, tangled chains of others, the sticky intricate webbing of daily life, the brambles and thorns or expectations unmet, the razors edge, failure. All the things I cant be, All the grand hopes and dreams that have fallen on me and will never be completed. Touch and bleed.

I am a sickness, contagious. Like poison from the deadliest irresistible kiss. I feel no shame in admitting that I cant wait to start breaking ties, I cant wait to leave this place."