gulfs of torn sky

and today coming home was thinking..


1. every moment i spend out is a moment less i spend at home

2. which makes it less and less worth the while of going home with every minute more i delay, because i'll spend more effort travelling than is worth the rest at home

3. there will come a point where it just becomes technically not viable to go home

4. should i go home?

5. oh yah, i need fresh clothes.


since when did i become so mercenary? shit i hate myself.