The devil whispered in my ear, "You are not strong enough to withstand the storm."

Today I whispered back, "I am the storm."

Sometimes your compass breaks

And your true north fades.

And your forest turns dark you get caught in a thunderstorm and you’re lost and you collapse and betray yourself and blame yourself and hold your heart to the fire, knowing no other thing to do.

And then the sun rises.

And the rain slows to a drizzle. 

And you realize you've been here before. 

And you stand up and just start going.

And you’re not sure to where, or in which direction, but you know you have to go.

this is what weekends feel like with you

Thoughts to myself on: Taking the Subway

Where are we going?

Is this jail?

Wait we have to pay for this?

Those are nice mosaics.

It's hot down here.

What if I fall in? Would I have enough time to climb back out?

Oh look it's coming! That was fast.

This is so convenient! No waiting! I love New York.

HURRY GET ON MOVE IT PEOPLE THIS IS N-Y-C THERE IS NO TIME!

Phew, made it.

I don't want to touch this.

Ok I'll just use the back of my wri-

OH SHIT HANG ON.

I'm hot.

Looking around, I feel good about what I'm wearing.

He's wearing shorts? Please. Must be new.

Ugh she still has her sunglasses on I should have thought of that.

I need to wash my hands.

Wait what stop is this?

How do you know which one's your stop?

Great I'm probably in New Jersey.

I'll just get off at one that sounds familiar.

Houston, nice. Like Texas. Sounds promising.

Is he sleeping? How?

SE corner of.. hm no..

NE corner of.. What?

None of the above!

WHERE AM I

Ok just choose a stairway and go.

SUNLIGHT.

THE GREAT BEYOND.

Wait ok where am I

When you laugh, everything goes from hard to the easiest thing in the world

late night tracks