The best thing about Tuesday is that it's not Monday, it's still a workday and one day I'll work myself away and all that will be left will be a pile of sawdust on the floor and then someone will come along, probably singing some really ****** song and sweep me away, but today I will not work myself away, there's still lead in the pencil and I'm still writing or still not right in the head.

yeah
to whatever he said,
but this is me at 4:23
and
I'm saying nothing.