Next.

Slow down,

Slow your roll, girl.

NO.

Listen to me, there is no rush.

But I see things that I want and I want them NOW.

You have many things now.

I want those other things.

The grass is greener – I can see it.

Can you now?

Yes.

Hmm.

Well, if you can see it.

Are you sure?

Yes – because, because, because.

OK then.

People never get me. I’m going.

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The grass is so wet here. My feet are soaking.

I’m so alone. It’s all new.

I miss what I had.

My stomach hurts. I feel alone. I lay and I cry and I cry.

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The grass is dry as dust out here. I hope she’s enjoying that greener pasture.

I miss her.

Image by Brian Sumner