They say when one door closes a window opens, or something like that…
But I’m not looking for an escape.
I think it would be good for me to allow the doors & windows to remain shut for the time being.
I shall sit in the still air upon my rudimentary wooden chair, staring at the white walls, learning to revel in the silence & solidarity of it all.
I don’t feel sad anymore. I understand.
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Being born and raised in the south should have made me more inbred and less tolerant, but something went wrong in the grand scheme of these damned rebels.
I am;
brutally honest,
a bad driver with a record to prove it,
a connoisseur of stand-up comedy,
the eldest child,
an aware procrastinator,
semi-sweet,
the result of my mother losing her virginity,
easily excitable,
a lover of music,
a pretty shit liar,
late to any event no matter what,
myself without apology.
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