6/27/2011 – 6/28/2011
Ray and I talked for most of the afternoon and into the evening. Not about much, just filling the space between us. The next day, he lent me his old truck. Told me I could use it as long as I needed.
So, I drove. Don’t know where I’m going or when I’ll get there; chasing phantoms most likely. But I have nothing else left but those beings that live between the cracks of life and dreams. Hopefully, I will catch one and by capturing them, get the pot of gold I need to finally find my place in the universe.
Moses Haygood 