thats what youve gotta tell yrself.
which is funny because each of us has a story to tell
and they all end in death.
but we walk around putting our hands on peoples shoulders and say oh it’ll be ok
and they sniffle and say i know, i know.
but how do we know? we’re on the same crazy freak ride theyre on.
but weirdly, it does get better.
come out tomorrow.
everywhere i go i hear people talking about being unemployed.
woman sitting next to me on the subway asked a guy coming home from his security man job if they were hiring
he said he didnt know
she said she was sick of not having a job.
and i know that this may be funny to you but then she farted.
the kids behind me laughed but i didnt
the whole ride she kept looking over at what i was writing in my email
it’ll be ok
and hoped she saw