was thinking of taking a trip. looking around for what to pack when i realized all my baggage is emotional.
futility.
regret.
depression.
and a thick coat of compassionate vacancy.
luckily i have gotten so good at pushing it down all i need is a carry on.
just put on a fresh set of mental superiority.
finished up with a sense of moral ambiguity.
no point buying a ticket when i can just put on airs.
off to the corner of hate and angst buried.
on the sunny coast of nowhere at all.