"With no secrets, no obsession
This time I am speeding with no direction
Without a reason, what is this fire?
Burning slowly, my one and only
Umm desire, desire, desire, desire

You know me, you know my way
Just cant show me, but God Im praying
That you find me, and that you see me,
And that you run and never tire
Umm desire, desire, desire, desire" ~Ryan Adams

I've come to realize, that while my entries relfect a tone of depression that is something I'm not experiencing. When I wake up before dawn breaks there is an emptiness inside that I am unable to describe. However as the hours of the day roll on this emptiness dissolves. The emptiness is replaced by a longing to finish work and head on home. One thing that keeps me going is to realize I have control over the situation I am in. Will I like my job in a month from now? I honestly don't think I will. I am starting to believe that Detroit is a temporary paycheck. One that will create a nest egg that I will survive on till I find another job.

I've come to realize my roommates are a little strange for different reasons. Some are heavily into porn. Now I would be lying if I said I never saw a pornographic image, but I guess those young curiousity days are long over. Not for these 26 year olds. If their DVD collection won't suffice, then there's always the computer upstairs. Truly bizarre.

I am always up for the random roadtrip, my roommates safe to say aren't . Every weekend I've bring up the lets go to Chicago for the night. Every weekend I get the same response, "NO." For some reason I have a desire to see the Sear's Tower and Wrigley field. I think it would be fun. So last night they weren't up for the 4 or 5 hour drive, so I asked if they wanted to go through the real slums of Detroit. The whole city is in poor shape, but I want to see the neighborhoods with bars on windows of homes and drug dealers on the corner. However they have assured me that it is just too unsafe to do. I will always be curious natured.

Again with the roommates, it looks as if 3 of them will be moving out soon. They bought a house closer to where they work. Now they aren't getting rid of this one as it has become a side business for them, one in which I'm sure helps fill their pockets quite nicely. A potential roommate came over and lets just say she's strange. I'm not a big drinker, I've had a single beer since I've been here. The other roommates drink more, but not by any ridiculous amount. Still there are bottles on the counter and twelve packs in the fridge. This roommate can't be around alcohol, because after a semester of school out of state she drank heavily and as she described went crazy. Parents will always have a leash on us, and for good measure. They do know what's right and wrong for the most part. She came home and now knows not to be around that forbidden substance. Again, bizarre.