I aint freakin I aint faking this

My B-rain is very overwhelmed. I am trying to figure out which of my jackets to take while memorizing all the flats in the major scale while entertaining all my presumptions of what school will be like. I can not believe school has come. This summer was so long I guess I figured it was not going to end. But it has come to a screeching halt leaving me with an empty suitcase a mountain of jumbled belongings and a day and a half to make it all work.

Last night's conversation keeps running through my head. Friends forever is a weighted expression and the voice of doubt was raised. Is it impossible? A naive hopeful oxymoronic prophecy that we will never be able to fulfill? I like to think not. The invisible ties that bind us together are too strong to be frayed no matter what the distance. right? I think so. I believe in this us. This is different than most. At the same time I feel gaps forming in places and I am struggling to close them before they get too big for me to reach the other side. These gaps are showing up everywhere thats is they are forming within me and around me. They start as cracks that fissure and slowly split and I need to rush and mend them except I can not seem to figure what to use for my needle and thread. Eh I'll work on it.


Maybe duct tape?

Not like you

I hope I'm never blinded by my own self pity.
I hope I'm never delusional to the point of victimization.
I hope I'm never too self righteous to see everyones faults but mine.
I hope I'm never responsible for the unwarranted guilt of others.

No that will not be me.

The Upside of World War II

Was Peanut Butter and Jelly. Truth

but maybe...

Feeling oddly optmoistic