The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's Mouth
somebody pull me out of this rut. music is not coming from me as it once did and i feel like less of a person. well, not coming in manageable chunks, but bits and pieces here and there that get lost like so much meaning.

unrelated, i found out i passed the tefl course, but like the majority of my class, didnt do well enough to be offered a job. damn. right.
must say im a bit relieved but i feel bad for those that really wanted that job. sucks for them and everybody thought they had a guaranteed job. kind of a sham.

now im trying to break some chains:

as many times ive tried to say
just what it is that boils inside
and so many times the words dont come
it makes a mess to wonder why

when time is out and time is come
the hourglass is broken
though chains of doubt may bind us down
nothing now goes unspoken

well that sucks but i got something out. poke fun now.

song of the blog: Pat Green - Holdin on (if you dont know, check this out)