Day IV

*Note: mind dumping in an empty cafeteria. Free flow writing.*


The people that I love show up in the places that I go
It’s how I figure out who are my friends in my head
It’s how I figure out who I care about (truly)

Peter pan never took me to never land
And I grew up too fast

I felt your breath
I looked and I saw the wind

There’s a man putting away the plates
He doesn’t speak english the way that I do

I fell in love with a waitress, when I should have fallen in love with the girl at the table

There’s a man in America
He owes me money
There’s a man driving a taxi on an island
I gave him all of mine

2 of us, 15 should do
Get us to where we need to go
Oh Oh
There and back again

You keep showing up in my mind.

We keep going these places
You don’t have a say and I feel bad.
I take you where I need to
But sometimes I think that you might also want to

I fell in love with a waitress
She walks with me
I pretend that when she looks at me to see if i need anything
She’s actually looking at me because she found what she needed

I fell in love with a waitress on an ocean
She doesn’t know where I live
But she knows where we are
And I have no clue

No, no, it would never work
I think she’s french
I don’t want to move there

There’s no map
There’s no watch
There’s a different time zone
And people who point me in the right direction

I wonder if she likes sorting the salt?
I mean she works on a cruise ship.
But she sorts salt..

O-K I’m going to listen to this song one more time (12 in an hour). Then I’m going to go play lazer tag. Yes. I’m 23.