Drove down to philly to do nothing. Walking around the art museum about to run up them steps looking like a bum with a jacket that wont zip. It's not that cold outside.
Alone and that sonic movie yesterday kind of fukked me up with the messages they were sending like the bucket list before kicking the bucket, that feeling alone and basically hiding away from the world so no one sees me fukked up like how ya have seen. About to head back to the road, driving to maybe Delaware, Maryland. I dont know.