The first day of my life

It's 3am
drinking Jager + root beer
200+ mp3s on the list
I'm quite content

I feel as though I shouldn't be. But thems the breaks.
I really want a cigarette. I don't know why, but I do.
Wait, I'm home alone (aside from my unconscious father) so perhaps I will.

I'm working on a piece. A masterpiece. It's called "Be my muse".
It won't end up as such, but as it stands in my brain, it will be.

My back itches like mad. I think that's all.

Finally..

Hopefully more will be forthcoming later in the summer. Let the recovery begin.