Empty Fields

6:00pm and I'm left hungry, tired, and lusting for something new.

7:00pm I find myself at my secret sanctuary, a prarie amidst the urban chaos of freeway traffic. My favorite spot in 2008. I was left unimpressed. I didn't care.

I want something more out of life. Live shows? Going out more? Classes in one field or another? Something.

That prairie has now been tainted with lethargic amusement. Don't go to your favorite spots while hungry, apparently.

Antonio Carlos Jobim -- "Vivo Sonhando"