this is the sad part of an airport terminal where i wave goodbye without a second glance.

i've screwed up many jobs, including the ones i really loved (coffee shops and toys r us). i've hurt people without realizing it. this is my last feeble attempt at an apology. my guitar is packed, discs are burning on the comp, i'll gather my books soon enough here get those in order. i still have a little bit of laundry left before i can close the baggage up.

without a job. without love. without air i can't breathe and so i need to go where the air is clean. i'm heading east.

i'm sorry im leaving and i haven't told anyone, except for you the reader. but you've probably seen this one coming for sometime now.

i'm sorry - an overly used phrase by those who cannot change things, but instead feel remorse over their actions. not able to make an noteworthy change, i leave this place.

'wipe her fucking smile off my face'