Hold on. Forget to have have fun. Rerun every kiss you ever held like tomorrow won’t come.

Watch the sun paint the sky in thankless strokes. Let your mind play roulette with all your hopes. Tell yourself you have to do this alone. Remind yourself you’ll never find yourself and your way back home.

Don’t confess what a mess you are. Count your sins and every scar. Convince yourself you still want what you don’t want and let the Myrtle tree out front shed her pink dress without the lonely eyes of her only witness.