i am miserable but that's ok,
have spend too much time,
oh so long, my heart broke

p. demands, i retreat,
her emotional dependence
gets to me

one month left till Europe,
i can barely stand,
how will i take a journey?

the house is half-done,
jesus the carpenter
finishes his cabinets

a place unwanted,
though i am never pleased
we are only here

because no other option
entered with the rain