List:  Reasons/Excuses why i never came back.

1.    My socks got stolen by aliens
2.    Taco cat fell from the sky.
3.    Had to clean my room.
4.    Golden Gate Bridge was on fire.
5.    Needed to replace the batteries in my smoke detector.
6.    My nose was bleeding nacho cheese.
7.    #Murica
8.    It started raining caramel apples.
9.    My car exploded.
10.  The Twinkies just stop flowing
11.  Some ass just cut me off on the free way, so I road RAGED and now hes dead and I'm now in prison.....................so sorry, I cant make it to your birthday party this year.  Maybe your 78th, or 107th..........if you life that long.

#Moon

The moon is a weird ass thing.  

A big rock rotating around a bigger rock rotation around a ball of hot shit rotation around a bigger ball of hot shit rotation around a soul sucking never escaping death black hole.

I guess the universe just likes to spin, i don't know why but she does.  The moon like almost every other rock in the universe is absolutely worthless.  Nothing happens there but asteroid collisions and some crazy people sticking some fabric square on it and calling it theirs.
No life,

no water, 

no purpose.  

It's all just rocks orbiting around rocks.  That's it, that's your life, your mere existence is rocks going around other rocks.  Welcome to the universe, your loving home and hell.

Back to the moon, truthfully i don't give a shit about the moon.  We know more about the moon then we do about the ocean.  So why don't we study the ocean more... it's a hell of a lot closer and far cheaper to get to.  But for some damn reason we just love that thing.  It's used as a symbol of romance, ingenuity, aliens, love.  We idolize going there, want to be then next,

but at the end of the day its just a rock orbiting around a bigger rock with a bunch of talking apes.

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Space Camp

Space Camp is not as fun as it sounds.  

You sit in a room with TV's and a bunch of kids screaming cause the Marthlapods are after us or some crap.  If i was going to die, i wouldn't go to some damn space camp. 

 Hell i would fly to NASA,

 hide away in some luggage and go there for real. 

 Fly up higher then most people ever even dream. 

 Hit the outer stratosphere and feel free, 

knowing that now there is nothing between you and the stars but a fudging long walk. 

 And if the NASA found me before the launch oh well. 

 At least i can say i tried, that's more then most people in this world can say.  

Even me....... 

Especially me.......

The believe that tomorrow is a new day,

 and everything is going to be better only works if we strive for it. 

 It is the founding belief that just because today sucks doesn't dictate the outcome of the marrow.  

Yet we crawl back in that whole, 

light a lighter so we can see and just hope and pray that the next day will be better, 

of what tomorrow will bring. 

 I just have to wait, i just have to wait.  

Then tomorrow comes.... and the hole is a lot safer then the world, 

and we cover it back up..... tomorrow we say. 

 It will all be better tomorrow.  

I just have to wait, i just have to wait.

But to answer your question, i would go to Vancouver, Canada;  That place is the da Boom Dig a De

Dear Death.

To whom it may concern,

        I regret to inform you death that I hereby relieve you of duty.  Please take this time to locate the nearest emergency exit, and get the hell out of my life.  You services are no longer needed, i will not obey your laws cause technically what you do is kidnapping or as you call it spontaneous adoption.  I was never planning on going easy in the first place so consider this a blessing, which you probably don't get many of those anyways.

#YOLO 

Bob Ross