Disappointments is an everyday thing. Life is full of disappointments. Just brush them off and keep going right? Yea, this time not so much. I hate looking forward to something crashing and burning. For no apparent reason at that. Just because it can. I’m pissed. Fuck you. Fuck the plans. Fuck that day. Fuck everything. Fuck it. Well, that is quite insensitive of me to say but you get where I’m coming from. I just want to make this drive to the middle of nowhere and enjoy the little things. You know, the open land, starry skies and the smell of horse and cow fecal matter.
Can Thursday just be tomorrow?