Sometimes I forget that I need to draw. I need to read. I need to play video-games. Because if I don’t, if I just go to school, if I just listen to people talk all day whether or not what they’re saying is directed towards me, I lose track of what I’m doing and ultimately where I want to go. Because sometimes people make you want to flee for the woods. To abandon everything. And when that happens I think about wandering out of my skin and letting someone else be flooded by the sea. Letting someone else get yelled at in class, and get expectations shoveled onto them as if they were piles of  leaves, in which one has to meticulously sort through each leaf, so as not to hurt somebody’s feelings. But by the way, when winter comes, all those leaves, end up looking the same and each one can essentially be translated into “don’t screw up kid.” So here’s to the wait to see if I did and here’s to the break. Cheers.