i left on a tuesday because mondays felt too cinematic.
threw a bag in the backseat —
socks, notebook, polaroid of no one
and drove until the road forgot how to spell my name.
some towns didn’t even have exits,
just rusted signs and dust thick enough to bury a prayer.
Jul 18, 2025
Jul 18, 2025 at 10:55 AM UTC
i left on a tuesday because mondays felt too cinematic.
threw a bag in the backseat —
socks, notebook, polaroid of no one
and drove until the road forgot how to spell my name.
some towns didn’t even have exits,
just rusted signs and dust thick enough to bury a prayer.
