I walked nine blocks in the wrong direction. My shoes are digging into my heels and it’s much to cold in Gainesville tonight. Now I’m stuck in a parking lot with my head down to the curb wishing for some sleep. My legs don’t have the strength to carry me and I’m all alone in this town with nowhere to go. I wish I was back in Jersey tonight. Eye lids are peeled back wide. Everyone is stranger, everything is becoming stranger. Nerves reach an all time high.
