#worryaboutthefuture

I don’t want to worry about the future anymore, I just want to deal with everybody else’s problems but my own. Another break down, another night in tears, all I wanted to do was make him proud, but instead I got a text from an ex. So I’ll escape, I’ll board a plane to Chicago or Detroit but end up in Atlanta instead, make my way back up to Memphis before settling in Aberdeen for a week, and then I’ll trace my steps back to Manchester. I’ll take care of her and him and them, try to wear myself out every day, so I can fall asleep every night. ~A.G. 3/2/19