An instant. A word. A moment in eternity. It’s all I need. Every once in a while. But as blissfull the emotion is, shadowed by the reflection we shall always be. How will it end here. Now if but how this spike of life will be destroyed.

Heading to Paris. In my pocket I have 53 cents total. Crap. Although shouldn’t be much diffrent since that’s the same amount in there since 2 weeks ago.

I am in a good place right now. Nothing can stop me. I am the destroyer of worlds.

When I return… If I do, I expect to come into a diffrent world. At least one that is cleaner

Wish me luck and that I make it back.