What am I, some walking schizophrenic-ego-trip?

TODAY my life aligned, and the planets aligned and I saw optimism in my smile as I looked in the mirror of a bathroom, of a city, of a church, that wasn't my own. This city... Have you heard of it? Its grand rapids, MI. You'd think, anything on the same planet of this town I live in would be affected by this waste of acreage. But this town is my heart. It always has been I've always connected. I need the people I need the streets. I will live in a building where proud women and shamed men must have worked. A knitting factory. I've heard talk that this place in grand rapids pioneered in the textile underwear industry. Somehow, this little town made all of our asses a lot more comfortable. Ha, I hope my head and heart sit as well as underwear for the masses. Sometimes I forget I'm talking. Anyway. This town is my new town. Even if I love her from far away.
skeletones, morningstar, the vintage clothing shop, flashback, vertigo?
whose hiring? Hopefully vertigo, I want to work for a record company, and a good one. One that I can work, and not want to die. One that I work, and have enough money for my 18 year old wife and my 18 year old self to live in our apartment, with our records and our books. Fuck the long term.

I had Bukowski on the mind...

I have been thinking alot in general, About my life, my lack of maturity, my absent mindedness, My additude that life, the good part that im hanging in there for is something down the line, in the distance like driving home in michigan, when your car is cold but you dont wait for it to warm up, and the whole time, no matter how long the drive you only think of that warm bed. That house, home or apartment. Anyway, i was about to draw an analogy from that, but I dont need to. That is what I want, that Is what Im waiting for. What about now? should I put on a sweater if I know its cold out side. Should I have that cup of tea ready, to keep my could hands company? Ive been listening to album of the year alot latley.
Yet another test-this-shit-out post.
Holden

test test test Typing aggresivly into the title bar. test test test TEST TEST

I wrote a post before. But I messed it up.
It said something like...
I feel the need to create a new blog
one diffrent than my normal, angsty,
less than thoughtful,
posts of medocrity, there is plenty of that.
Plenty of medocrity among the masses, therefore, I shall take a stand, Like they do in all those movies, in all those ways that remind me of you. (out loud sigh)
here I go again.
Holden