i rode the mechanical bull tonight. i think i did pretty decent, but that’s most probably because i’m a flyweight. all’s well that ends well. but at the end of the day, all i really want is to be alone in the solace of my bed while the rain drizzles outside. that’s not too much to ask. sometimes, i need a timeout. vanish like the rabbit in a hat, the secret ace back up the sleeve, pack my bags up and leave.
i’ve been wanting to find the answers, but i don’t even know the questions. where the hell is the exit sign?