it feels like those long, lazy summer days
when mom and dad are at work
and im cleaning my room
with the window open
some movie playing in the background
fretting over some boy or some friend.
my problems feel easily solvable.
my day seems to have rolling waves.
my to do list is very detailed,
and very doesn’t-really-matter-when-i-get-it-done-so-i’ll-lie-around-and-let-it-make-me-miserable-but-not-actually-miserable-because-life-is-good-and-the-day-is-long-and-i-like-this-part-of-Cars-but-i-really-wanna-get-it-done-because-itll-make-me-feel-good.
the house was always kinda sticky bc the AC was always broken.
i miss my mom.
