buggzero

I can ask, "How are you, how have you been?"

They say, "O, good."

"How are you really doing?"


Most people don't get that. Some of us apparently still know how to wear a mask. Please excuse the rest of us.
I don't know whats worse. Realizing you've been going in circles,? or trying to figure out how many times this is? times before you catch on.

The ocean can be the sum of your parts. High tide. low tide.

Current forecast: high tide,                                                            ...with a slight breeze of accountability.

Next week: pray.                for there is a low chance of hurricane bullshit touchdown.

I can't even listen to him anymore. the weatherman? more like a neat and clean freak. out of his mouth, lies.

What's strange is management. The actual impulse to write. It's been a while.
Job performance at its best.
Fix broken bridge.
Vacations to look forward to.
friend to fix.

It's almost like its planned out that way, but it isn't because it really happened. It can be hard...
dealing with someone who is more and more like you.
It's just like trying to fix yourself.
but one of us still has to function.
So now he's down and out, I step out from my own.
switch places.
my turn to drive. He has fallen asleep behind the wheel.