this is a note to self: you are really going to hate yourself tomorrow. Its going to be rough but you can make it through. You over did yourself again letting temptation hem you up in bad habits. Your going to ache all day at work lifting boxes for people who wont even remember your name though you go out your way to entertain them dying in a cold sweat. But remember its all an ends to a means. Though you will have no home in the coming weeks you will find shelter beneath calloused skin, and know what it means to grin at the devil. I just pray to maintain myself on this a perilous journey from darkness into further darkness. I cant see a foot ahead of me and everything behind me is lost as though in a dream. I am adrift with only my will to guide my rudder through jagged reefs. But the truth is that in this fashion I am one step closer to home... wherever that may be.