27.9.15

the joyful and terrible realization while washing dishes in an empty bar at 4:30 am that you can, at anytime always, stop whatever you are doing and do anything else. and the less of a future you have, the more that is true. and the more that is true the more it feels like choking but also coughing up something terrible, to look at and say, oh that's what it was, as you choose to continue washing dishes.

1 comment:

EssaJetticks said...

Thank you for voicing what I've been trying to articulate.