i got back from a long flight, you said you’d meet me there, i’ve been tripping off constellations and stars. i found you at home, what was our home, with another man, oh man. been keeping you in my heart.
and so I whispered into your ear, “what are you thinking about?” you just looked up at the stars
and so I whispered into your ear, “who are you thinking about?” it couldn’t be me
the snow is ridiculous just now. there is no visibility. there is thunder and lightning, too. all i want to do is listen to stay demons by nadja and drink coffee. i am about half way through my paper which is due for friday. the snow is forecast to continue till then.