July 28, 2025

Tonight, I want to drink til I forget this longing. I want to be tipsy enough to remember why I had to. But I know it's more for the want to forget the shame of holding on to you. Therefore, I did not call my friends and walked in a bar. I just sat down beside my table, drew, read, ate, watched and wrote. All the things that makes me sober. All the things that make me happy. Maybe it's the rain. Maybe it's the fever.