sure...it happens to the best of us...always postponing tasks to the point of several sleepless nights to make up for the i'm-not-in-the-mood-right-now phase...
but you wake up in the middle of the night after what seemed like a month of freedom and no worries and start remembering all the things that were left unsolved...they keep hitting you hard over the face...and puff...no sleep...wide awake and half way across the country...you try to calm down the nerves and all the anticipation that builds up to the point that you simply have to get up...and you start pacing...up and down the apartment...that doesn't seem to do the trick...you light up a cigarette and hope for peace of mind...sleep...
as you curl up in bed surrounded in smoke and worries, your mind seems to drift to another place..the place of pixies, unicorns and fucked up relationships...lately the more people you talk to, the more you're under the impression everything is unclear...we're past the typical relationships...there is no more boy meets girl, love, marriage death...it's more along the lines of boy meets girl and girl's best friend and expects a threesome... romance is cliche and, nowadays, making coffee in the morning is considered the ultimate grand gesture...
now you have plenty of options out there...the sweet and thoughtful, the hardcore fetishist...the undecided artist, the loser, the geek, the what-the-fuck-is-he-thinking guy...and in facing those options with all the benefits and risks involved it all comes down to what's easy or what cures the itch...can you have them both all rolled into one?
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