All weekend long I was thinking, what would be the best way to go. And even though I didn't think many things, I kept thinking one way, and then I started visuallizing it, how it would look too. There's a overpass walkway over a major highway here in the city. Thought about climbing that and trying to be a "young man on acid" I can't stop these thoughts nor do I try. Its the only feeling I have left alive. There is no love, happiness, joy, excitement, passion anymore. Just the feeling of death, he seems like he is around every corner.