I’m thinking about all the ways a person can break. Sometimes slowly or all at once. This has been a very slow funnel of too many feelings, compacted into so few words that after a while, don’t really mean anything because there’s no one there to listen. I’m in a huge city and still manage to feel so very alone. I feel busy at every second of every day but I feel like I’m not getting anything done. It’s too much small talk and no conversation; too much “are you ok,” and not at all wanting to know the answer.
Break (All of the Lights) - Childish Gambino