I was gone and had a wonderful time.

Freedom that I'd never once believed I could have and I wasn't so careless as to let it overwhelm me into a life of decadence.

I covered thousands of miles and a number of states.

Saw many new things, ate new things, experienced new things and good or bad loved all of them.

Most importantly I wasn't tied down or distracted from myself. I wasn't influenced by anyone other than me and my mind and it really helped me to dig deep into who I am.
Granted, it was a bit lonely at times I still had the kind of profound exploration that a lot of youths experience in college, only freer. I didn't have classes or tests to worry about. No partying, no relationships, nothing to focus on beyond the phenomenon that had manifested itself as who I am, whether conscious or subconscious. In doing so I've finally come face to face with a BIG fact about myself that has always been there and is really very obvious if pointed out, but denial is a bitch sometimes....maybe I'll share it with all of you sometime, but now? Not quite ready yet. It's a BIG change and I'll leave that at that for the time being.



I kept a journal of my travels and maybe I'll post a trimmed down version of that on here one day but I've got a lot that needs to be taken care of first.

I really could've kept going on the road for another month at least. I had/have the finances to do so and I'd finally figured out all the tricks and workings of life on the road, but I didn't. Maybe I'll go into that later too since it's directly linked to the prior mentioned thing.





As soon as I saw my home town I started to feel chained up and stifled......

Well




All of my stuff is packed up in my car (aside from what I will be using in the next...12 hours or so). Tomorrow I'm finally heading out on the road with gas in my tank and rockus tunes in my radio. You all are MORE than free to leave me messages and I'll be sure to get to them when I can.



Much Love
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Freedom is my profession

My computer has crashed from many horrid viruses (I'm on someone else's right now). Also I've decided to pack up my things sometime in the next week or so and head out on the road to live the life of a gypsy and see where that takes me. I'll try to touch base in any internet cafes or libraries or anything along the way but for the most part this'll be it. If you want I can give you my cell number and we can stay in touch that way but even then I'm not a huge fan of talking on the phone or anything so I don't know how much contact that would provide.

Goodbye, and much love

Here is an update on some things: As I told swantonextreme21,

"Yeah...and as of right now (I believe) I've told everyone who needs to know. My dad gave me his blessing, my grandma tried to guilt me into stay, called me stupid, and shoved Jesus' genitals in my face, and my mom is pissed and doing what she usually does when I do anything she does approve of (or anything at all in other words) which is no matter where the "conversation" goes she'll always bring it back to one point that she clings to for dear life as her strongest point and is now doing her angry crying to one of her friends on the phone because "I'm a terrible son" or something like that and how she's ALLLL ALOOOONE."

Tis the damnedest thing when a positive mental outlook is in full action yet death is like the Norm in the bar of my head.
The more I am ushered into the "real world" the more I believe it's sole purpose is to steal any and all whimsy and innocence from people's lives. I don't care how much people might get paid or what sort of degree you have if you are working from 9 to 5 and hate your job then you suck at life. I would like to stress very strongly how I'd rather kill myself than do something I hate for most of my waking hours.
I will say right now, emphatically that I will either save rock music or I will die trying, and I'm not just saying that for the sake of the expression. Success or brains on the floor. Those are the only options. Life not spent doing what you love is a waist of life and I will NOT waist my life.
If you're reading this I'd wager that aside from maybe five people you either don't give two shits and/or just think I'm being dramatic to which I have to tell you that you don't know SHIT about how I do things then. Everything must be bigger than everything else, all has to be bombastic and over the top, and if you do not go big in everything then go home.

"Driven" would be a much more appropriate mood than "obsessed" but they don't have it.

Yeah....I had to go to court last Tuesday for a speeding ticket I got and had to pay a fine and was $7 short in paying for it....and now it turns out I got a paper that say that's telling me (a bit late might I add) that if didn't pay said $7 by the 5 pm that Tuesday then it would "result in WARRANT for (my) immediate arrest. (My) case will then be sent to a collection agency which adds 30% to the amount owed. A block will be put on (my) license which means (I) cannot renew plates or license and a CONTEMPT OF COURT charge will be issued which can result in an additional $250 fine and/or 30 days in jail" .....so....um ....if I disappear for about a month that's probably where I'm at.

EDIT: Today I showed up, they didn't care, charmed them with my hip 70's ness, payed, and left. Then I went and got a smoothie.