she travels.

Last nite I had to get the fuck out of Philly. I couldn't take it. I felt like I was being smothered by my own indifference. I seriously couldn't breathe. I didn't know where I could go, but thankfully, I was saved when Jonathan called at 1 a.m. I drove to Scranton to be in the presence of a genuinely good person. I needed the three hour drive on an empty highway. I needed to feel momentum. And because he too is indifferent, he made me feel like everything was going to be okay. It's good to have friends you can drive to, even if you do show up at 4 a.m. Driving makes everything alright again.