Written By: Ash Catcher
On my days off, although few and far between
Riddled with milage on the car, and a fuck ton of caffeine.
Fast paced, only 24 hrs to spare.
Bought yet another fuckin wicker chair.
Breakfasts because I have the time.
Self love, time crunched, literal paradigm.
Days off full of indulgences.
Travel my ass off until I hit fatigue.
Howdy Soudy, I guess you’re pretty cool.
Town as large as a gram molecule.
On to the next, transient mistress.
What is three cortados in one day, shit is so resistless.
But it is the grind I find the most peace.
Social media, press release.
Nobody gives a shit about my breakfast.
Or if my grades were better, I would have been a biochemist.
In the end it is as real as you make it.
Your life is your life, you put out what you permit.
If I give you my time, I would count yourself lucky.
Borderline semi obsessed with hush-puppies
At the end of the day I just can't wait to get home to you.
Parked finally out of everyone’s way the little Kylo Coup.
When it's time for sleep, it comes so easy now.
Cuddled up to the cat and Cow.