A croissant and a cup of coffee in the morning.

I woke up and I washed my hair because

thats what you’re supposed to do

except that one time my hair stylist said

you shouldn’t do that

and then she cut all my hair off

and I went and got another cup of coffee.

You can’t believe everything you hear.

I went to Powells and opened up a book.

It was fifteen dollars, I scoffed.

The pages were lined and notated and highlighted and

I found myself standing there for ten minutes reading all the

thoughts, the exploration, the revelation

of some strangers english class

when people still read Ishmael.

It’s Monday now. Might be Tuesday. Could be Sunday still.

Things fall apart and slip and stumble when you

do all the same things, all the time.

New Years Eve is tomorrow and I’m

saving up my energy like

hearts in a video game and

if I just wait here long enough

I’ll be ready to go.


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