Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Wreck of the day

"Why do you look so sad?"
"Sorry, didn't know it was that obvious-"
"Well I figure you're not in character right now."


"My day was.... Tumultuous. Very, in fact."
"Tell me about it?"


Would someone mind awfully telling me how it is that one can feel this dreadfully alone? 
And why a behavioral response to that is to, in turn, desperately want to be alone?


Driving away from the wreck of the day
And it's finally quiet in my head

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