v.intr. To journey or travel from place to place, especially on foot.

When I was younger I use to write a lot. And I had a lot of words to describe the way I felt. So many words, in fact, I didn’t know what to do with them all. Writing use to be a VERY large part of who I was. Part of me wishes it still was. If I had all those words now I could probably write a novel. Every once in a while I will log in to this blog and write an entry that describes how I am feeling.

Tonight was one of those nights.

But I just can’t seem to express myself in the ways I use to. So I write a personal entry and end up never publishing it. I have over a hundred entries I’ve never “published” because I can’t put my ’self’ out there.

Tonight is different though.

I remember there were days where I couldn’t help but lust for the long road. Endless nights; impossible days for the moment. The here and now was “where and how?”. I thought maybe the where and how would become clearer to me as time passed. But time is fleeting, and the moments we have in them is confined.

So enjoy them for the here and now. And believe me when I say that there is no better love than a love that changes your “where and how”. Take that love and run with it. It might scare you, but those moments make up the greatest love of all.

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The dude in front of me at the Fun concert is texting and evidently upset at his girlfriend for doing something without him. I watched him erase his text message to her 3 times before he found the right words. Then his next text says “im no worries I have swamp ass”.