vague

business, as usual

friday night i slept half the night on a twin mattress on the floor of a room decked out in spray painted bob marley lyrics and broken skateboards.

last night i slept in a king size bed in a room where they fold the towels to look like little suits and ties and flowers and crap.

saturday i ate a free hotdog from a church rummage sale, a red bull, and some of kage's french fries.

yesterday i ate at red lobster, coldstone, smokey bones, and starbucks, where i was served more food than half of the children in the world see in a year.

when i was inducted into delta mu delta, my professor said of me in my introduction "chris priestley is a walking contradiction."

Galations 1:10

how long oh Lord, how long? how long must we sing this song?