lost in translation

back in town and ready to rock and roll...

3 nights in Mexico City was enough, I think, to get a perspective on what I was missing in Los Angeles.

I think I found my new love. HA! Just another lost soul swimming in this cesspool of alcohol and cigarettes. Maybe.

48 hours now, since I set foot back on dry ground, and I can still smell her perfume on my Calvin Klein pima cotton T-Shirt.

I want to know what love is..... I want you to show me.

Right?

Or maybe I dont want to know. Maybe I am not meant to. Either way, its the pedal to the metal now.

What a wierd, cryptic post this is. I just read over it, and it doesnt really make any sense.