Wednesday, January 20, 2010

pUSHING cart, selling old bottles

i always wanna try living in a country area. place where i can be alone, place like a silent hill, with no blowing horn sounds and busy lights.
with no bumper to bumper jam pack.
place where i could think what i really want, and where i really wanna be.
know things that my senses fail to learn, because of my wanting to escape from reality, reality that i don't even know.

primarily to that plan living in a country area, i also wanna try living under the bridge and try to hang out with the folks pushing cart , buying old bottles to sell in a junkie shop.
or get jailed, yeah yeah.. get jailed, but i am thinking what crime should i commit to get in jail for like a day or two, hmm public scandal? hehehhe

i know i don't have to live that way, just for me to appreciate life and to feel contented,
it all ends up to us, we're the one who molds our path,


but i wanna try it anyway,
lets put it this way, how can you learn stuff you need to learn from school if you dont have the visual aids and materials...

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