Crazy is
driving to the middle of nowhere
in the middle of the night
to meet with someone you met
only a day before
via a message on your Facebook page
simply because she thought
it would be great if you came over.
Never mind that your body
is shaking and yawning,
saying that you should be
sleeping peacefully instead of
driving frantically while
passing carelessly by police checkpoints that
tonight are thankfully not occupied.
Never mind your alarm will be
blaring in your ears
early in the morning
and the lack of rest
will make you feel like
a depleted version of yourself
with only coffee and junk food
around to get you going.
She said come over
and for the first time in forever,
you're acting on impulse.
Every other action in your life
has been one of routine,
one of habit,
or one of analysis.
Now none of that matters.
Right now,
you're just driving.
Open Mic at Art6 Gallery
6 comments:
ooo hope that turns out good...but i tell you what there is def something to be said of breaking out of those ruts....
Sometimes the breakout is better than the resolution. The impulse, a catalyst for remaking yourself, even for just one night. How this turn out, btw?
Sometimes it's great to live outside the box- I hope it works out :)
@kshawnedgar...It was a fun night.
If only life allowed for do-overs, still breaking out of the rut is an enticing possibility.
Sometimes you just have to go with the impulse, it just feels right so do it!
Anna :o]
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