samikx

Part I...    Some day I'll find myself walking backwards down a long stretch of highway, surround by blue skies and yellow dirt. I'll scratch the sweat out of my hair, squint at the sun resting on the scorched gray asphalt and wish I were dead. But what a terrible way to go; Even the vultures would refuse my sweat stained carcass, and what a terrible gesture it would be to offer them such a dried out heap of flesh and bone as me...    So there I lay in Nevada, lost and confused. 10 years ago, I never thought I would actually be stuck in the middle of nowhere with a tattered green napsack and Levi's dirtier than the very desert I'm walking o