I'm just tired of it all. Sick of everything. I'm wanting to say goodbye to some people but finding that doing so is near impossible. One would think it would be easy to hide in a sea of 50,000 people. But somehow, they find me. Each and every one of them.

I don't have enough work to bury myself in. A couple 100 more pages to read would be a helpful solace. I need saving.

and it's okay if you have go away
just remember the telephone works both ways
and if I never ever hear it ring
if nothing else I'll think the bells inside
have finally found you someone else and that's okay


Something like that