merging. indistinct.

we gotta do sumthin ta get ahead in dis world.

what am i doing? what the hell is going on? the truth about yourself is elusive and everchanging. one day you think you’ve got a pretty good idea of who you are and what you are about, the next all that is torn to shreds and you feel like taking a header off the golden gate bridge. this life is ruled by facades and money. people are two faced, smiling and shaking your hand and badmouthing you the minute you leave. it sickens me, especially during the few times i’ve caught myself doing it. thus begins a journey of self enlightenment and discovery. i wonder, can i shed my all-consuming concerns for the hearts and interests of others, or am i just fooling myself again? i’ll ask myself tomorrow.

how’s your cough?