This is such a dreamy feeling. Back home. The city i left 10 years ago and it has changed so little. I arrived into town yesterday evening and spent all day today looking for reliable and near free transportation. No luck. Tomorrow the search continues. We shall see.
Right now im sittin in a coffee shop to vampire some free internet to "research" cars and download some shitty porn. Alright nvm. Vista is not down with the porn plan so i guess im gonna have to steal a jc pennys catalog from somewhere.
Currently im revisiting the Bends and at this very momen im "high and dry". It's actually a pretty good state of being. The faces in this city though are eerie. The older i get the more im convinced that there are about 500,000 people in the world that are 99.999999999999999 % genetically identical. They look the same and talk the same. A world of dopplegangers and i have somehow convinced myself i am a unique observer. Until i meet myself and let loose the blood curdling scream and sink my fingers into his throat though im happy to believe in that truth.
I must be honest though. I cried leaving athens. It definitely wasnt the city. Well not really. There were many factors but obviously the people were the cause. Even sitting here listening to oddly enough now "fake plastic trees", i am misting up. I feel compelled to make some sort of mantra or shrine with a beach scene sunset in the background to remind myself to never ever ever take people for granted again. It tears me open inside to think of the times i just sat idly at home when people i loved were a phone call away. Lessons learned the hard way i suppose. But on that note i would like to extend my deepest sincerest thanks and eternal feelings toward the cherished people of athens that made that city worth staying in for a decade.
I know i'll see you all again. I just need a lil Big Easy for a while.
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Sentimental is good. It goes well with whiskey and beer. But fuck dude, you are in New Orleans! Save the tears and get busy living! :)
You did it right, sneaking out like a thief in the night. So I'll have to grab that "last beer at the engine room" down at snake and jake's next time I come down to NOLA, which as a bonus I now have a reason to go back to.
Rock on.
CLD
I am really glad you stayed with us. I know it wasn't for the best reasons but I enjoyed my Brent time. Love ya man. Good Luck with the move.
P.S. I got your camera let me know where to send it.
P.S.S I can't be held responsible for the added pictures on it.
i know it's hard not to see me so often but buck up buckaloo, put your fancy underpants on and have multiple shots on me (and by on me i mean neither "on" me nor that i will pay for them; you should just drink alot)
please don't pee on bar floors.
love this idea.......world of dopplegangers......great
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