i’m taking back the night. and befittingly, it’s halloween.
i’ve been emotionally homeless all day. playing the part well too. anyone who’s talked to me might have noted a slight undertone of feckless desperation and heard the rustling of a bushel of sad kidney stones caught in my throat.
well no more, i say, no more!
i’m shimmying off this coat of flatlining logic, this polar fleece of apathy and disdain for existence.
and everything’s been going wrong. this is a good sign. a very good sign indeed.