nuts...
i'm sick today.
sick in my book, at least.
ditched my friday night thang.
to wallow in lonesomeness for a tad.
i love friday nights.
bright new beginnings.
of rather short lived "happy days".
but we will keep having friday nights.
my mind wanders off.
thnks of 'old fart-ness'.
four and a bit years left.
where will i be and what will be of me?
consequences.
of decisions made.
right at this very instant.
maybe in the next few days to come.
there's the career.
the travel, the next destination.
the other half of my existence.
passions in life, dreams to be fulfilled.
flashbacks, flashforwards.
maybe or only if i put pen to paper.
i would have something to start off with.
there would be a film festival entry, a ticket to places.
maybe. or maybe not.
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