today has kinda sucked. for no particular reason. or maybe, for several particular reasons.
in any case, i’ll be glad when this week is over. and screw the snow - it was pretty for like 20 seconds.
some days are like jail cells. these are the days that make me believe. because we must be mice being toyed with. there’s no way two sets of headphones thousands of miles apart both die on the same day. etcetera.
so i shake my fist at some unknown and then look away. cause they’ll be bored tomorrow & move on.
and anyway, “love will come & set me free.”