jakesattic

Alright, I'm hung over, screw that halloween poetry thing I was doing, I have no patience. My head pounds, my throat is dry, my landlords realitor came by early to show people the place, in my head all I could do is laugh, they were in my bedroom when I woke up and was pretending to sleep, immediately I was like fuck it, got up in front of them, wearing only a pair of last nights jeans, said good morning, shook hands, went into the bathroom, heard the realitor bring them around my duplex, something I thought of made me laugh- I almost spit out my toothpaste. I walked out into my living room, grabbed my wraps and bag off the coffee table and took fuji for a walk, slowly slipping into a seaside saturday.