my back is always sore
and I need to write again. even if it’s just to say the same nothings I always say with new words. I feel pretty stupid sometimes. I’m waiting for the waves to crash and they’ve been lapping at my feet this whole time.
actually I feel there’s much more I have to say than I’m accounting for. sooooo maybe I should just shut up and say it. I should take part of my tax return and hole myself up somewhere for a couple days. like a cave. and by days I mean years. 3.