it's the end of the season as we know it

I'm tired; I am so tired; I have no pillow—to rest my head

Look into my eyes... and you'll see... I'm just a bill up on capitol hill

Gahhhhhhhhhh

Peak sports season is almost here

the splendors of tardiness

birds flying high, sun in the sky, breeze drifting on by

that don't impress me much

Let's just pretend last week didn't happen, alright?

Leaning into the abyss