Lord i was born a ramblin' man.

i need to travel. i need to get out of this city. theres nothing here for me anymore. i dont have anything to give to this city and this city has nothing to give to me anymore. i love everyone i meet in one way or another. and when i finally leave this place ill think of everyone at one point or another.

"You musn't give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger they get, until they're strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree. And then to a higher tree and then to the sky."

I'm always on the go.

i can never sit still for too long. theres this bag lady that stays on the side of the road down the street from where i live. she has about 3 carts of bags. i wonder whats in them.