Jack Kerouac reading 'On The Road'.
A day of therapeutic silence
3 in the morning, in tears, hating everything missing everything
Sharp knives skinning chicken, fatless, silent again in the kitchen
Cussing as disapproval lingered in dark bagged, dull and dead eyes
Toil, toil, toil, backache, headache, heartache but standing still
48 hours and I'm done, breathing easy for a while now.
Are you feeling better now? You could always let them out to me y'know. You were there when I'm feeling shitty, so I would love to do the same to you as well :)
ReplyDeleteI'm fine, I'm fine. Feeling somewhat better already, no worries. Thanks though. Didn't feel blah much today, just got pissed real bad because of littl2 things, so I channeled the anger into my assignment and got it done haha. Slaughtered it! Hmph.
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