I am sitting on the floor of my apartment in Chicago listening to the sirens outside and I have never felt more like a failure because I just watched my family dismantle the only place that ever felt… …

i just watched the yellow bus pull away and it’s like... …

i was just sitting there sort of staring at nothing feeling that weird kind of depersonalization you get when you havent slept in like 36 hours and you realize you have zero actual career prospects… …

I was in my truck long after everyone left, phone dead, just sitting in the dark, and suddenly it hit me – this whole thing with the world, it’s not really about *them* is it? …