A COMMUNAL EXPERIMENT IN SELF CURATION

a Soul Project

archival : day two, an eternity :

Chosen again, second to the dog. How he expects me to ever bond with my "superior" is beyond me. I'm sleeping in the back room of my own house, but I guess that just proves that I'm still just a guest.

My skin crawls. I want out of this cage of bone and flesh. Out. Out. But I'm trapped here, in second place, again. When will I learn the futility of this lesson? Must escape.

Oh yeah. I moved to UTAH to be with Nick. What the fuck.
More later.