And I don't know why id want too voice this out loud..

Its therapeutic somehow?

I've got problems with my sleep

but I'm not moving too new york

I'm here to stay

I'm not sure if i should even be happy about this

but I'm pretty sure that's not what the feeling stirring within is

every time i so much as remember that actually

Travels is a means to an end...

HOME.

(cue abnormal degree of imagination)

if i kid myself long enough i wont attempt to see just how immortal a car is if i hit it.

you know?