it makes more sense to be here than anywhere else in the world.
where i can be away from social woes and suffocating folkways.
to quest. to avoid. to search. to isolate.
the leash is getting shorter, so is life.
i cant climb walls like i used to.
guess all i can do is keep paddling for that next ride.
pushing off for that next long coast.
its all i got left inside of me.