i keep waking up with new battle wounds
and no recollection of how i got them.
i've been fantasizing over the prospect
of packing my bags and heading overseas
when the weather turns warmer.
i need some new horizons.
like britney spears i feel like
every day is groundhog day.
&&i don't understand when being single
turned me into a leper.
is someone going to come to my house tomorrow
and ship me off to some remote island
just because, right now,
i don't want to be somebody's baby?!
everyone at work wants to tell me how to live.
and apparently the answer to everything
is to let go and let someone in.
december is going to be a better month.
of this, i'm sure.
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