just taking some time to breathe

so it's true that the mice come out to play when the cat is away.
but i desperately need the break. to breathe. have some time to myself again.
fuck if i get tremendously screwed when the week's over.
the weekends whizz past so they are no good at all.

went walking around over the weekend
without goof. without friends.
just myself my thoughts an oblivious existence amidst the crowds
and it was a lonely, quiet sort of fun.

i need more me time.
if i had my way, every week would be a four-day week with a 2-hour lunch in between.

oh but i miss alex terribly. hope you're doing great, dude.