Distraction

November 4, 2013

I am invariably distracting myself

I will walk around my house aimlessly

I will read intensly

I will talk about nothing

I will sleep constantly

Just so I don't have to face my responsibilites

They are the ocean and I am invariably distracting myself with the land

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