Gum

Hip hop's always been my 1 minute bubble gum break from the world. Lyrics that make my tongue twist in loops, encumbering any sing-along fits in the car so I'm forced to sit and listen; which is (ironically) a rarity in my collection of music.  Lately I find myself fussing about everything, I'm distraught most nights (losing focus, to be precise) and all I want is something I don't think I should have, nor am I going to have for a long time.

I'm moving backwards. These desires feel so foreign yet they greet me like wafts of a familiar scent that I can't entirely put my finger on. Here's to hoping that this is just another phase.