Nostalgia seizes your mind when you least expect it.
Do feelings fade or evaporate?
Life is just a long process of letting go.

Danger. Toxic emotions. Nuclear desire. Beware.
When they say be careful what you wish for, is that what they mean?
Watch the traffic lights set in the distance.
No, I don’t have any idea what I’m talking about.
Unsuccessful attempts to sound poetically deep.

It’s the sun. The sun. Blowing our minds away. Every second spent in the shade is a second wasted. Concentration fails. My screen frowns on me. Abandon ship immediately.

It’s august for fuck’s sake. I’m supposed to be on some island eating watermelon. I miss mosquito bites, salty skin, vicious wasps at seven in the morning, hair that can never be combed again, melting condoms, sand in our food and ears and underwear, drinking gin cause the water ran out, 24-hour soundtrack courtesy of the waves, stolen figs and rotten tomatoes, endless nights watching starwars on the sky, intoxicated singing by the fire, stupefying afternoons praying for a breeze, loosing your socks and lighters and phone and mind and not even caring...

What on earth am I’m doing here?
You foolish, useless, indecisive loser. Get out now!