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I had the weirdest urge while driving to work this morning. I was listening to Five for Fighting's 100 Years on the radio, and I had the urge to just drive. Drive past work, drive out of Salem and just drive wherever I could. To just go. Because I've never done anything remotely like that. I'm not one for spontaneous trips or skipping work or anything like that, but it was so beautiful. I just want to see some things. To be out there and see things. To take a week off or a month off or the rest of my life off and see things. As much as I can. Fill my mind with all the beautiful things and then filter them back out again through words and images and stories and photographs.
There is nothing beautiful in what I do. I think it's that, more than anything else, that is crushing me. The lack of something beautiful, something eternal, something that can be put into words that mean something.
There is nothing beautiful in what I do. I think it's that, more than anything else, that is crushing me. The lack of something beautiful, something eternal, something that can be put into words that mean something.
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Date: 2006-06-05 06:39 pm (UTC)Sometimes the urge to just go SOMEwhere get so loud I want to scream.
Yay for vacation.
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Date: 2006-06-05 10:20 pm (UTC)