vermicious

here comes the rain again

i feel like shit today. usually i can't help rising to the bait when bill starts fucking with me, today i just let it pass over me. i just can't seem to make myself give a shit about anything today. everything seems hollow and purposeless. i drove home on muscle memory.

that car with the tinted windshield was with me on the way home again today. if i see it again i'll have to try to remember where on the drive i see it first.