"Alright now, take one look at me. 'Cuz it's the last you'll ever see, because I'm leaving."

[blueleafclover]

The sudden onslaught of sobriety seems so much more sensible, or maybe just bearable after dark. The air feels so clean, more necessary, actually substantial. The concealing layers we wear all day long finally fulfill their practical purpose, no longer just the illusion of security. Invisibility through solitude, rather than demeanor

Comments

[pacanz]

are you really leaving? and where to may ask are you finally going to go?>

[blueleafclover]

no, sadly I'm not "really" leaving. it's another lame-ass metaphor.