there are so many things i want to say. to ask. to clarify. to seek. to understand.

yet i find no meaning in them anymore.

i'm taking things as they are now.

no bad feelings.

nothing.

now, to me, effort and reward seem to be inversely related.

this law only applies to Veronica.

Just as I'm typing this post.

Strong wind blew.

Slammed the window shut.

Hard.

"Phump!"

Felt like your door has shut me out from now on.

No hard feelings.

Don't assume.

No, it's not about you.

Count me out.