teh fortune cookie

I can’t say “no” when it comes to guilty pleasures or helping people out.

But thank god my body gets tired of me.

It says, “Alright, I’ve had enough! Let’s stop.”

and then I go, “okay. I’ll try,” in a quiet, inferior voice.

My mind takes a little longer to slow down than my body.

Because when my body is tired, it’s just going to give up.

So, I think I’m done with my effing spree.

I figured out that we’re both on the same page,

and as much as I’d like us to be on the same page and just keep having fun,

I’m a bit taken aback.

There’s no more chase.

No more seemingly uneven power balance

or unknown factor.

I’m bored and not as worked up as I used to be.

I am done.

I guess now I’m just going to really take it easy, chill, and do absolutely nothing for the next week and a half.

Watch me get restless.