I put myself here on my walk

higher grounds. 631 north 3rd street.

I used to write a lot. Instead of talking to people, especially when I'm pissed off, I wrote it down in a book. I also kept a book with me and wrote poems or songs, draw pictures, whatever, in it. I've kept several of these books and thrown several away. I throw them away when I read them and become disgusted with who I am. This particular book, does disgust me, but when I read it, I find myself feeling a lot of the same feelings, as if I haven't evolved in ten years.