Modest mouse - workin' on leavin' the livin'

i have nothing to say. or at least nothing i want to write about, i could tell you how my home friends have faded but you would care only slightly less then i do, i can’t write a poem im too listless. im too tired for much of anything, unsurprising i work a lot and sleep a little. Tonight i will sleep long, it will be good. I will wake more aware of being. toss up if that’s really good…. for a change of any kind i would give so much.