pit stop.

This is not a pitstop for me . . .

the is the space that I have to embrace in my living.

it's the space where I can cry all I want, feel the way I want, crawl up in a ball for no one to see me

sleep the day away more freely

live my life more meekly

create after suffering ambiguity

this isn't a pit stop

I don't have to be your friend

I can say hi to show life from within

bury my silence when I leave the room

go back to oblivion with 'work on the run.'