fuck yer day

Feeling like something left me.Oh, yeah. it did.

Such a wicked trail I’ve left over the years. Such a mess I can’t clean up.

Moving back to Nebraska. Not a failure, don’t get your hopes up darling. I’m gonna be in Europe for 2 1/2 months. Got to save me up some money. Paying $750 a month for rent just dosn’t allow any room for putting money away. As much as I hate Nebraska, this is a sacrifice I have to make for myself.

I’m gonna have a fucking blast in Europe, so two months of loneliness back in the midwest is no problem.I made a vow not to rot.

Here I go. Gonna stay fresh.

I’ve got festivals to build. Deserts to conquer. Beers to drink. Couches (and pubs) to surf. It’s on.