Mar
16
demetrius. clarence. macbeth. zac. gloucester. berowne. laertes.
i’m in there somewhere : )
'vienna waits for' zac
these are zac's thoughts.
enjoy.
Mar
8
Naples
I’m in Naples at the house with Brandon and Lucas. It’s awesome we’ve been on the boat and beach and in the pool the entire weekend. What a great place to relax and spend spring break!
I’m so glad that I’m not in Gloucester this break. I would be home with no car, no friends, nothing to do, stuck doing chores and shoveling snow all week, whereas instead I can be here where as I speak I can look up and see the pool, the dock, the boat, and the water all in my back yard. hellz yeah.
why didn’t I ever think of doing shit like this before? why didn’t I ever realize that I can be happy, and that I don’t have to struggle through the shit to find the diamond. I don’t have to put up with snow and crazy girls and all the negative things in my life. I can just…go to the beach. flirt with total strangers. be comfortable in my own skin and live for today. sing RENT at the top of my lungs in a cramped truck for 7 hours with two of my best friends? fly to LONDON for the weekend and get a callback to fly back next month! I can be whoever I want to be. I can do whatever I want. I can be who i DESERVE to be.
yey. :)
Jan
20
everytime I turn that truck around right at the Georgia line i count the days and the miles back home to you on that
highway 20 ride
Jan
18
Every day I fall farther away from you and closer to the man I’m supposed to be. I love it.
Nov
15
“Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery - none but ourselves can free our minds.”
Bob Marley
sometimes I wonder if I can’t wait to get there, or if I just can’t wait to leave here.
am I trying to run away from, or towards who I am?
Apr
23
Too much saturn
This is the big single off the first cd I ever got back in the day when I was a kid - it’s called Too Much Saturn by Francis Dunnery, and I recently downloaded the song (I was feeling nostalgic) and the lyrics amazed me:
I always believed that if I ran off to India
Wore sandals and shaved my head
And used Body shop conditioner, and incense like crazy
I could call myself a spirit head
But I only went to India to look on top
I wore sandals cause I’d smoked all my money
And I shaved off all my hair cause I had the fleas
I’d been sleeping all over
And the Body shop conditioner was a present from a friend
And the incense used to hide the smell
Of the drug den that I lay in
And so I ask myself what my motives are
For this lying need to look so free
And if I tell myself real honestly
What more can I admit to, open up a door
He said I’m gonna find out what I’m here for
He said I’d find out soon
I got too much Saturn and not enough Moon.
…..isn’t it amazing how our facades become our lives?
