There isn't much for inspiration in this town.
I could tell you what I'm thinking, I could tell you how I feel..
The usual bland "I miss home" attitude is still intact. And for a few short days I actually thought I was finally where I belonged, that I met people who were a little taste of what I had to leave behind...

SHAME on me..for trying to find Austin in this place. Their faces, their behavior nothing compared to Austin's. Not the feel, not the sound, not the music!

Merely faux images floating around still looking for a place to fit in. I've become part of this cycle..drifting from eye to eye trying to find where I fit in. Not out of insecurity, or even lonliness, no, but it is the largest cramp of boredom that leaves me searching for a friend. Even a friend whom..I may have no interest in what-so-ever aside from their complete lack of thorough thought that I enjoy noting.

A girl thinking in circles cannot be tied down..