Maybe it was a bit of a breakdown?
I don’t want to be a ghost. A person that sort of exists, but sort of does. Mysterious and haunting. I don’t want to be that because it’s not real. It’s intriguing for a while, but then you realize one day that that ghost is actually human, and that human is actually just emotionally fucked. I don’t think that’s me at all, but I just want to make sure.
Okay! WAKE UP. I woke up again in the middle of the night for really no reason at all. Jesus…. help.
Time to shower, eat, put money in the bank, check my cell phone, get dressed, and go to the mall.. not in that order.
Okay here’s to a fresh new day