today was one for the books. this is where I admit I've been taking notes at work. at first I thought id try to take a second and write down helpful hints & tricks of the trade. answers I overhear and inevitably will have to repeat back to a customer..
however, what its really become is my diary for social commentary. people watching is so interesting. everyone with their different stories. I'm listening.
4pm until midnight is a pretty unique shift.. I haven't experienced anything incredibly juicy, but no doubts its coming. today I made mention of who I called cabs for and which parts of grand rapids people asked for.
is it boring I find that sort of thing kind of interesting? ..
nights like these, I have to steal a second. breathe. i feel something in the air, while i take a moment to inhale my nicotine. then suddenly, as if with the gust of wind, came a distant memory. what is it about this time. I try really hard to remember,
your life is so much better without me..
but sometimes when it's late at night, i do miss talking with you on my parents home phone. it'd be real late. remember? &sometimes you'd have to pretend we weren't on the phone.
id have my music playing a little too loudly, so our words seemed muffled through the walls..
sometimes words weren't needed at all and the conversation never lacked, even when silence fell. back then, I could've sworn I knew what you were going to say. …
… what can I say? coulda. woulda. shoulda.
...
I'm not sure how I feel about yesterday. or was it 48 hours ago? I feel like my soul has melted and is proceeding to come out of these headphones.
I feel comfortable, yet way too strained. I'm trying so hard to bite my tongue.
..I jotted down in the corner of my work-notes today: find $ for fun things like cute high lighters & sweater vests.
" as mortals, we are nothing but mere shadows and dust..."
published while under the influence of too much coffee and not enough sleep.
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