Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune.
Drinking alone in my room. Rare occasion. Two of my bosses and I slipped into a bar half a block down and across the street for generously poured cocktails. Best idea I've ever heard. Also that was an hour and half ago and I'm unable to read between the lines and body language any longer. But now I'm in the middle of realizing one of the alcoholic symptoms and still typing legibly. Two beers waiting, and a shot bottle of whiskey sweating in my pocket because I hate chilled whiskey. Reasons for drinking feel so numerous and I'm not even including the taste. Like the options have narrowed into one. Process of elimination. Best fit line.
I'm barely outside the first week of my senior year and I'm already feeling inadequacy and regret. Although those ideas have lingered since the day I gave up in school back in 4th grade, where I stopped studying and used what I believed to be as common sense and instinct. Can't understand my deficiencies. Where even average students understand the standards and I always fall short. I have this overwhelming urge to escape to the wilderness and renounce the system because of this. The exceptions to the system are few and I most likely would fall into the cracks. I would love to just open a tavern in the middle of nowhere and disappear. No luxuries. No city. No pressure.
I'm barely outside the first week of my senior year and I'm already feeling inadequacy and regret. Although those ideas have lingered since the day I gave up in school back in 4th grade, where I stopped studying and used what I believed to be as common sense and instinct. Can't understand my deficiencies. Where even average students understand the standards and I always fall short. I have this overwhelming urge to escape to the wilderness and renounce the system because of this. The exceptions to the system are few and I most likely would fall into the cracks. I would love to just open a tavern in the middle of nowhere and disappear. No luxuries. No city. No pressure.