Wanderlust

Its late and I'm at work. Times like these are when I do most of my thinking, and writing. I scribbled two little numbers while I was watching Dexter.

Scratch Paper

My mind feels like the piece of paper that a teacher gives you for the SAT. No answers. Nothing Official. Just a place to write down the process of coming to a real answer. All I have are thoughts, ideas, delusions. Fantasies. I haven't filled in any bubbles yet. I'm just working on the process. There's an unbalanced equation in my life, and I'm trying to work it out so that her and I come out on the same side. But the coefficients aren't coming out right. I better ask for more paper. And time. I'm running out of both.


I've kind of gotten a preoccupation with time lately. Maybe its the flow of where my life is going. Transition from one group of people to another. I think its that I really feel like time is running out with some very important people. That preoccupation led me to this next thing I wrote.

Tick Tock

Tick tock
Tick tock
There's no way to stop the clock.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Hold on tight to what you've got.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Got no strength, got no power.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Enjoy the days. Every hour.
Tick tock
Tick tock
No turning back. You're too deep in it.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Take in every single minute.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Watch your words. Please don't wreck it.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Soak up every little second.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Cause someday you'll run out of rhymes.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Just like you ran out of time.

As for the title, Wanderlust is a song by The Weeknd that just gets me right in the feels.

Why would you try, to waste this precious time?
Cause tonight I'll be right here.
And tomorrow you won't care.

Precious little diamond.
I give it all to you.
Precious little diamond.
Let it come to you. 

You're in love with something bigger than love.
You believe in something than trust.
Wanderlust. Wanderlust.