tonight is the final night of billy the mime at sacred fools.
i will miss billy’s “it would be nice if…” followed by something impossible and pointless.
i have de blues. the holidays are here and another year has gone by without me doing the things i “should” be doing.
“what are those, ask dean”
“oh, sildenafil you know”
“why don’t you do them, stuff dean?”
“teachers were right. i don’t apply myself. imagine that: my teachers in high school were right…”
It would be nice if I didn’t need to sleep or eat.