man, it's going to be a shitty run
a cloudburst of snow pummeled our world
i won't think it over, of course, i will just go and i will run
it's going to be cold, slippery, hard to navigate, and require energy reserves
saved up for days just like this
i don't like to use it, but i will
i made the best chicken noodle soup of my life yesterday, which would have made sense today
i don't even know what to say
i wear a parka of disappointment in humanity lately
i just want to feel like how the hounds of love by kate bush made me feel in 1987
is that so much to ask?
pretty much
yes, i've retreated quite a bit
emerging like a vulnerable slug
until i find my shell of protection
and split
i do these things to stay human, okay?
i'm counting down until i have to perform
wiggle across the sidewalk, avoiding the sun
wishing i could just take control and never drink
because it's literally the lamest drug on planet earth
but that's how we socialize, i'm far from addicted, too
i hate it
but...
someone already called me out on why i do it, and it's true
to grin and bear it
until the next day's
vacation from people
