so here i am, sitting in the lobby of a hotel called the Dollar Inn, using there computer to vent onto my rarely used deviantart account. to be quite honnest, i have no bloody clue what town i am in. but thats okay. it doesnt matter. ill be in a new town in a couple or weeks anyway.

and that has been my life in the past few months. moving from hotel to hotel, town to town. i know that i have a complianing tone about me, but that is really not the case. i sell magazines door to door state to state. who would have thought hu?

i like what i do. but that is not what i want to write about.

this is a quite a strange situation that i am currently in. i really am quite shocked. i find myself surounded by people that claim to be my frineds, but really they are waiting until they can get you or get what they want.