Stuck in Minneapolis Here am I, again, Stuck in Minneapolis, one of The Twin Cities. Apartment buildings stretch upwards before my eyes. I sit alone, watching it get slowly dark Outside, while my new "home" Sits without heat for another night. But I am not there, with my Russian roommate, my air matress, And the other things I have brought there. No, I am anywhere Everywhere!, but there. "Just another dream." Says My music, but I can only wish She were right. Am I making a mistake? Sometimes I think so. I've been here now for 3 weeks straight, 4 or 5 or 1000 weeks total. It all seems the same to me. 5 more days and 6 more nights and I can get out of here, if only for A night. And night falls, again, dooming me To be cold and alone again. But enough of this! At my strongest, I LIKE it here. But I'm weak today. And yesterday. And tomorrow...Maybe. No one knows Tomorrow, Though everyone has heard of her. Tomorrow I will still be... Stuck in Minneapolis. October, 1999
Thou mayest leave a message here which will get to the lord of this realm, via e-mail. You get an odd thought as you stand here: "This is all somehow related to or provided by Geocities."