Dangit.

I didn't mean to disturb the peace.

I guess this is what I get for listening to the false encouragement of John Mayer's "Say."

Say what you need to say. Right. Ok.

My heart is beating like a sprinter that tripped and fell.

If I was Will Smith I could erase this memory Men in Black style.

Analyze analyze

Of course I notice. Of course I pick up on the little insignificant details of your words.

This is what I've been taught to do.

Search for the hidden meaning.

Look.

If a feather and a coin fall in a vacuum will they accelerate at the same rate?

The cabinet files in my brain burst with the overabundance of trivial information.

I wonder what would happen if I just breathed?

Semi-conscious. Brain half off.

That was the promise.

The promise of a fleeting hope.