Tuesday, July 26, 2011

I miss home.
Home is not Rome.
Home is Chicago.
I was there just for three days
In June.
I didn’t even like it.
If felt small and unexciting.
But decisions are everything
And I made mine.
Who is this person I am becoming?
I usually can’t even decide what to eat.
That’s why I like restaurants
That will just bring you food,
Not menus.
As long as it’s all vegan.
Matthew used to say
That I’m afraid of missing out.
Like Britney Spears in that Youtube video.
She’s stoned and sad,
At her philosophical peak,
Munching on French fries.

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