Breaking Up

I know it’s scary, but it is in fact perfectly achievable. Think of me as your shepherdess leading you to the land of Milk and Honey, to The Field of Dreams. Heed my words, dream-weavers, and you’ll be on the fast-track to makin’ it with hot, faceless, one-night-stand discards like there’s no tomorrow.

And for the first time, reality settles in. You pick your head up and you ask yourself, “Is this what I want to be like for the rest of my life?” You know the answer. Time had to show you.