all of this living makes me feel like some sort of circus act at times. that's not a bad thing, but it's just harder than i remember to juggle. i do enjoy it though. i'm more than ready to leave this little town behind. she makes me happy and helps me leave my sheets when i haven't gotten enough sleep. but still i come home each day to find this familiar tug ushering me toward myself. with these heavy bass lines driving themselves into my ears and a voice that speaks for me when i don't know how to talk.
"i can feel your heart beating out of your stomach!"
don't panic.
there simply is no need.
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