Just Think, The Shoes I Wouldn’t Be

But If One's Dreams Having To Come True Was The Only Referendum On Whether They Were Beautiful, Or Worth Dreaming, Well Then, No One Would Wish For Anything. And That Would Be So Much Sadder.

In My Brief Glimpse Of What Is To Come I Realize How Little I Care To Witness It. I Have Seen The Future And I'm Fairly Relieved To Say, It Looks Nothing Like Me.

Is There Some Lesson On How To Be Friends? I Think What It Means Is That Central To Living A Life That Is Good Is A Life That's Forgiving. We're Creatures Of Contact Regardless Of Whether We Kiss Or We Wound. Still, We Must Come Together. Though It May Spell Destruction, We Still Ask For More-- Since It Beats Staying Dry But So Lonely On Shore. So We Make Ourselves Open While Knowing Full Well It's Essentially Saying "please, Come Pierce My Shell.

I Do Not Go Outdoors. Not More Than I Have To. As Far As I'm Concerned, The Whole Point Of Living In New York City Is Indoors. You Want Greenery? Order The Spinach.

I Have So Little Control Over The Act Of Writing That It's All I Can Do To Remain Conscious.