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Oct 03, 2017 22:17

All I want to do is go home and take a nap. Everything I've tried to eat today has tasted like wet cement and the textures are just turning me off entirely. I really just don't feel well.

Two years ago. The remnants of Hurricane Joaquin were passing through the city. I had just gotten back from tour, not yet knowing it'd be the last one for two years. That hadn't been my plan then. Seb and I were screaming at each other in the cold rain in front of a grungy bar on the LES.

Today, I just want him here with me. I was able to talk to him very, very briefly this morning while it was still dark out. I asked him what he thinks he's doing there and how long he thinks he's going to stay. He said he's helping out with driving trucks. I got angry. I said things I shouldn't have said. I told him he has a life he has to get back to and kids who need him. And that's when his signal cut out.

I'm still raw from yesterday. The boys were glued to CNN and they were showing video and I can't watch that stuff. I cried my way through my set and the TV went back on right after.

Seb doesn't know what's going on here and I didn't waste time telling him. But I did say that if he's not going home to the kids, then I will.

[storyline] and so she plays, [fandom] original: fedex ground, [who] lang noriega-vos

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