July 11, 1998


Sick of dreaming. Small talk is repeated on a daily basis and it feeds the hungry mind like an appetizer, but we are still left anticipating the main dish. This place sucks you in strangling you with a leash that is too tight to be broken. Between the likes of our spirits lies the potential to bust out, but even if given a free ride the final decision would still remain undecided. It is not so much about running away for pain cannot be left behind. It is about finding new ground and experiencing something different. Finding inspiration. Thinking about the future. Accepting the past. Feeling alive.

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist