Never mind, no need to bother, all the days run into each other. Things aren't great when they're fine, but it's usually worse. Keeping distance, my disease. Missing opportunities. Everything is done to reduce the unease. Crossing hills in my mind. Crossing fields in my mind. Always a sunny dale to find, hiding somewhere in my mind. We are dust; we are lust; we shall rust; we are lost. Well if we're fucked we're not fucked yet; might as well start on this 12-pack that I brought. Yes I'm Ok to drive, stop fucking getting on my nerves. You know I don't need this shit. I probably just should have stayed home alone like that kid in that movie. But without all that bad shit happening cuz assholes. And wait a minute, I was just about to do something, what the fuck was it? I barely have any executive function left and now when I make a decision I can't remember it? What to do now? Chores left undone. Walking in circles. Oh shit now to to it off, we seem to have finished off the 12-pack. That I bought. Sorry about all that, I don't know what my fucking problem is. Sorry I screwed up again, I'll just get out of your hair now for safety's sake. What's my problem? What to do now? Walking in circles. Doesn't help that everyone's so dumb it makes me feel like the stupid one. Hard to give credit where it's due when you've lost faith in humanity. If things are all right in the moment, hold onto the moment.
