a charm around your neck

I've pressed repeat on this song to keep me in this mood. Ever notice how a song can change or provoke a mood? Elliot Smith does it for me.

Roadtrip. Freedom. Let's see if responsiblities will allow me to leave.
Perhaps I will leave anyways.

The rain this morning reminded me of going to Joanne's that one blustery night with you. It was freezing. Snow was falling like rain. I thought we could have died that evening. I took my first photography pictures there. I wanted to do something with thread. I wanted you to approve. You never did. And you still don't.

What am I doing here? This place holds nothing for me.