yesterday

i rode my bike for quite sometime. during my ride i stopped over a bridge, where a train was coming toward me with the interstate on either side of the train. i decided to wait for it to come right underneath me. the conductor waved at me just before he went under the bridge, and gave a little toot. the inertia i felt from the train underneath me was enormous, it felt so awesome. plus all the cars going and coming looked cool as the train extended farther than i could see in both directions from the bridge i was on... last year i was up late working on some afo project and i was outside taking a break, i remember hearing a train off in the distance and decided that if or when i retire.. i should become a train conductor. the other day i wrote in my sketchbook to "just become a train conductor and end all your troubles & woes." i'd much rather drive a train than hop on one.



in a world of contested awkward chivalries
how can you tell the truth or lie?
when your living in a world of mystery
and nothing seems to be going right
what will save you from the falling of grace?

that's all i got, really.. it goes on and on and on and on and on one day at a time.
it feels good outside.