i gotta be honest, i cannot stand when people say 'expect nothing, and you will always be pleasantly surprised'. please. i expect everything, including failure. expect everything, and you will always be pleasantly expectant.
do not talk to me when i am on the train by myself. i am waiting for something to happen, so i can call my synapses to attention, so i can frame you and show you off in front of strangers in brunswick again.
my funny car takes me home, my little friend. i drive on autopilot under the super moon, even still trying to learn at this late stage. low voices lull between squeaks from the back. i settle in the warm air.
(maybe someone listens.)


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