Zach | 21 | Adventurer | Chicago | Maryland
Maybe I haven’t been truly happy in a while. Maybe those memories are an anchor that keeps me moving forward and staying afloat. Maybe those nights during that summer on that doorstep offer more of an escape back to a time of more self-prescribed freedom than I’d like to remember. Maybe I’ve gotten too comfortable and maybe I’ve had the unfortunate luck of being so small in such a big city, my ears, eyes and fingers to the grindstone with such an inappropriately placed pride in making whatever I’ve made, glee in whatever maybe I shouldn’t be happy about and attention where it shouldn’t be given. People learn to love their chains. Maybe big cities take all their young and sift through until there’s none left. Maybe visiting Maryland really grounds me. Maybe I’ve been less of a free man and free thinker than I ever could have feared.
People learn to love their chains.
Friday sex is best on Monday.
SUCH DEEP THOUGHTS LATE AT NIGHT
— Sadie, This Is 40