I was walking down the street today and I was looking all the way at the end of it. The houses on this street were made in the 50s. And as I looked at the end of the street it just seemed endless. And I felt like I was entering some parallel universe. I just felt this great sensation like I was high. AND NO I wasn't under the influence of drugs. I should probably turn my story into a poem it would sound great.
ever been sober somewhere deep in nature all alone away from everyone and everything knowing you are part of something very special that you don't understand and have absolutely no control over? its an amazing clarity. life is very special, as fucking frustrating as it may be sometimes.