Catching up...

My days have been reduced to waking up late, watching crappy television shows, reading books, working on my book, drinking copious amounts of beer, looking for a job, writing bad poetry, occasional smoke haze, SMS drivels, fucking Facebook, late night Jim Morrison songs, ghosts from the F train, rough dreams of school, Neil Gaiman's imagination, return of her beauty and her eyes, unfolding mystery and simple lies...