Random Thoughts On The Midnight Train

I don't know where to start. I've been gone the last while. Lost in a land of stress.

I'm here now.

I don't know where here is.

I'm having a hard time typing. My hands are shaking.

I miss my boy.

I want to talk.

I'm slowly going crazy.

My mind is a cataclysm.

Go me. I can spell.

Good night subjective perverted world.

Sleep in peace.

Eric Clapton, I love you.