:: Glass Rock

Bike time. I owe you more.

Work time. I've been your whore.

:: Thought Process

Completely lost and zero desire to live. Maybe I should call her. I can't live alone. We could give each other hope and sexiness. But that's no way to call someone. I have to live myself. Mental break down. One third of a way through my coffee. I can feel my body accepting caffeine. Now I'm fine. Fine to good. Good to great. Great is satisfying enough. Day over. I feel like a beer. Time to enjoy this days ending. I don't need anyone. Beer and me today. Coffee began what beer will finish.

How I feel from the start of a Saturday coffee to 10 minutes later.

:: Long Week, End

Let me do as I please, please
Normally my company my company
Here I can't hide myself myself
I need someone outside outside
To let in

A mirror facing a mirror. There is no image.
This weekend's on me.