and i thank you, lord

the cold is coming & i'm in a good position to counter it.

4 auditions this week.

2 dates with the same girl in 2 days.

a genuinely desired lack of sleep.

an easy job,
a beautiful bike,
& my theatre that sheltered me all summer long.

in the trail of the barge and the light upon the brine
he has staked these thoughts and the force is undivided, singing
don’t fall through the stars
don’t fall through them.

i don't have a friend who feels at ease

lost the internet, along with the roommate.

gained some cheap furniture & a little sense of mind.

no clue where my next paycheck will come from,

but it's all right,
it's all right.

for we lived so well so long.

you can bitch about the job all you want,

but at least you have one.