Swing And A Miss... Strike Three

Mood: Surprisingly Apathetic
Music: Jimi Hendrix - Highway Chile

Looks like I need to eat the words from my other day's post... I quote myself - "Maybe tomorrow will be different." You bet your ass today is different. At six this morning I got kicked out of my house... Just finished packing my stuff and am leaving the house in a few minutes. I really have no clue where the hell I'm going to go and I have less than 5 pesos to my name, though I have a couple hundred bucks in the bank if worse comes to worst. Thank God for ATMs.

The way I see it though, maybe this is what I needed. A kick in the ass to get my lif e moving, whether its good, bad, right or wrong, just a catalyst to do SOMETHING with myself. Of course, the situation that is forcing me to move is not exactly favorable, but like I said, sometimes what you need is what sucks the most. I'm not too worried about myself; I know I'll be fine. I've been out there on my own before and its not like I'll be starving on street corners living in cardboard boxes. I'm resourceful enough, I believe. I hope.

Packing my things was like a catharsis of sorts. It was almost as if I was just waiting for an excuse to get up and go... like I wanted out of here a long time ago, but I didn't want the action to come from me and now, here I am forced into a situation that I can't help but think in some twisted way I've been wanting. Here's your chance at the big show, here's your ticket. Go get it. Of course theres all those negative thoughts and emotions inside as well, like fear, pain, confusion... but those take a backseat. They're all too familiar. If anything I'm wondering how my relationship with my family will be in the near future. Right now, all I guess I'm truly concerned about is getting my feet out the door and beginning the process of making myself. For all of the people that doubt me or don't believe in me... (i.e. my mother) i'll show you. Happy Valentines day people. I'm not bound to forget this one soon. Don't know when you'll hear from me next, but I'll try and keep everyone updated.

And now I know what I've been waiting for. I've been standing on a ledge, scared to jump... I've been waiting for a push to come to do what I couldn't bring myself to. I'm already flying through the air.

Yeah, his guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots is his cadillac
Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind
Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin
He left home when he was seventeen
The rest of the world he had longed to see
But everybody knows the boss
A rolling stone who gathers no moss

But you'd probably call him a tramp
But it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile, yeah

Now some people say he had a girl back home
Who messed around and did him pretty wrong
They tell me it kinda hurt him bad
Kinda made him feel pretty sad
I couldn't say what went through his mind
Anyway, he left the world behind
But everybody knows the same old story,
In love and war you can't lose in glory

Now you'd probably call him a tramp
But I know it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile

Walk on brother, yeah
One more brother

His old guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots is his cadillac
Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind
Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin

Now you may call him a tramp
But I know it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile

Walk on brother
Don't let no one stop you
Highway chile
Yeah yeah yeah
Highway chile
Go on down the highway
Highway chile
Yeah yeah yeah
Highway chile