Monday, May 12, 2008
I feel so lonely and strange about downtown Penticton. To me, it is walking in dark & failed dreams. How do you learn to survive that without just going to the bottle?
This is still depressing me after 3 days...
This failure of meaning seems to bleed in through most of British Columbia spilling out on the streets, on peoples faces, on the way they dress themselves. Hope for a better life, filled with sun and fun but regret and disappointment seems to linger everywhere you go.