so he told everyone he’s been seeing a psychologist
a counselor.
i don’t know the difference.
is it a psychiatrist?
no.
i don’t know the difference either.
but i’ve been to each and every
one of them.
i tell him.
i laughed at her,
because the problem was a trifle matter
old people don’t get depressed.
they’re too old for that.
you either die before you’re thirty
or fourty
and be immortal
glorious
else decline into
a faint light
dim and indistinct
ignored.
j tried again yesterday
i thought people are supposed to
do that only once a every few months
space is necessary
spacing makes everything meaningful
discern-able
scrutable
exposure.
i want to hear from you
every single day
out of boredom
because that is the only thing that matters.
perkaraperkara 