The days go by, the sun rises and the sun sets. I take the train to work and walk myself home again in the evening. I wonder and I try and stop, try and focus on something anything. The focus is lost and Im not sure when its coming back. Im overwhelmed by thoughts of fleeing the country again. Wishing the ticket was booked and the room was rented.
I miss my travel companion who seems to be slowly slipping into oblivion on his end of the world. If I had a car I would drive far away and leave myself by some stream in the far outback.
With fashion week coming up and everyone demanding an outcome... I continue to take a juevenille approach extending my middle finger in the face of preparation and planning. Feeling the last minute looming I am aware that the next week calls me to become extremely creative.
Somethings gotta give here.....Im not sure what its going to be.. All I know is I wish I was sitting on a beach somewhere and not emersed in San Francisco. Meeting after meeting day after day.
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