Rumminating.k thnx bye

Forgetting everything. Every little thing I could remember. I thought about it to myself as I sit here writing this blog. What's there to remember. Sure I had a couple of experiences that I did, to myself, over the past few months I was moving around from Condo to condo. Living with people I know is not hard, nor easy. I try my best to make the best out of working, living a dream in my head that I would like to live-Writing-while just minding my own business and not doing a damn thing about anyone lives. I'm not like that by the way, I don't want to mess with anyone nor would I want them to mess with me. I'm usually the quiet type, strong and very pissed at times. If you try to offend me with some type of remark, I won't go off-but I'll let my quiet rage edge to the top and forget you were alive-By ignoring you to death. Maybe even giving you the death stare while I'm at it. That's normally what I do. I wouldn't want to bore you with anything I'm afraid won't do a goddamn thing to change you.

It's like those dialogs in dramatic movies, everyone comes together for one last punch at the grain; A man fights against his cancer, a woman runs away from jilted ex lover, me-I'm running away from stupid experiences from a past behind me so long ago, I should bury it in the sand at La Jolla. I sort of seeth in past lives. I was once a big shot in my head, now I'm nothing but a hard working-albeit sort of slow guy.