There's a clamp on my heart and it shuts me down even though I try to pump blood through it. He's trying to pump blood through it too, for what it's worth, but there's a distant thunder, four months away, two hours away and it's waiting without waiting.

This city makes me happy but this situation doesn't. I just go crazy instead and things become an arm's length away. That's my fault.

I just want to go home.