where is my home? it's early morning, things are bad and i still remember your number. i have to remind myself you're not home. take your shoes with you. buck up, baby. i watched a video tonight and climaxed. my soul felt so light, the hair on my arm stood on end and i felt i should shout out. the scales aren't balanced, but i need to leave this place. this isn't my home. i am really lost. i'm in the dark, thanking you for the light i know is ahead. *sigh*