the district sleeps alone tonight

after the bars turn out their lights
and send the autos swerving
into the loneliest evenings
and i am finally seeing
why i was the one worth leaving...

i had a sip of my uncle's winter ale today. i hated the taste. i blame you for this 3p0. my new found acceptance for the divine nectar does not go well with my strong desire to escape (in any form possible) this house i currently reside in. it's a slippery slope from here...