so another night gone, and i stumble onto another day, trying to keep the thought of returning to chicago in a corner of my mind. sometimes all i want is for a wave of something to sweep over me, to totally surround me and make me lose control so that i can stop thinking for just a bit. loud music comes close, but how close is enough?
and now as i substitute dance tracks with the mellow stylings of eef barzelay, things kind of stay the same, and i realise that they are true. time to start packing and thinking about going away again. it's going to get much worse before it gets any better, so let's hit the road running, and try not to look back.
i've done this before.
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