to talk to you
and tell you.
but even you wouldn't listen.
i am leaving at the end of month, because this is the second month in a row the rent has not been paid.
we don't know where we are going but hopefully it will be a better place.
but i don't want to leave
they keep tearing me away from every chance that i have at doing anything.
anything at all. and i can't do anything about it.
A Paradoxical Conundrum
