fuck me
today walking to get coffee before work the air was dry and wet at once, very non-emulsified, I guess. The davinci's on my block was flatulating out great smells of bready pizza and I was momentarily transferred back to the playground in elementary school, being outside in the chill and the humid pseudo-food smell bringing anticipation of lunch.
I had a bad day, which is when I wrote the initial fuckyou nonsense. These are periods of particular self-loathing; the trees looked like this when I was staring out of metal-mesh encased windows on the fourth floor of BryanLGH in the white room with no locks on the doors. I'm an adult now, I can't take a break from life for a few weeks anymore.
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