October 14, 2002
Exhale, another wasted breath
So I’m down to my last week here and I’m feeling agitated and despondent and I really couldn’t care less whether or not I see anyone here ever again.
I don’t feel like going through the motions of saying goodbye and hugging and swearing we’ll keep in touch when in all likelihood we’ll just end up drift apart. I don’t want false promises and empty words, no matter how heartfelt they feel ( to both of us ) at the time.
The other day I was driving home from Link’s apartment and I had this overwhelming desire to just keep going. Find a new place to settle into. Leave everyone ( yes, everyone ) behind.. distant memories of darker times.
But I’m also kind of looking forward to living in Tucson again..To getting a new job and finding new friends. To living within driving distance of Agua Caliente Park, The Haunted Castle, Little Stonehenge, and Holy Hope Cemetery. To being in a town that has several vintage clothing stores and more than one coffee shop that isn’t corporate. Tucson can be quite charming once you get to know its ins and outs.. even if the rumors are true and the goth scene there is all but dead..
10:40 a.m.