Adventures, Memories, and Everything in Between

i am home alone

and im sitting here
eating my pizza bagels at
5:05 on a monday,
doing nothing in particular

and i want an adventure.

i want to go somewhere for some reason but neither of those is certain,

i wanna drive until the hills stop coming

until the ocean hits me like
"damn girl, you have beautiful eyes" and i'll say

i know.

they've seen some wonderful things.

and then i'd ask the ocean,

do you wanna come with me?

and she would say

"girl with beautiful eyes, where are you going?"

and ill be like

i have no GODDAMN idea sis, lets go,

come with me.

and she'll say,

she'll say-

she wont answer.

she wont say anything anymore because she'll be much to busy for adventures,

cuz she sees too many girls with beautiful eyes,

she wont answer,

so this is what i tell her.

i tell her

i wanna go to the mall,

i wanna see my friends,

i wanna see my momma laughing,

i wanna hear my daddy say he is proud,

i wanna kiss someone,

i wanna hug someone, i dont even care who but

i wanna go somewhere.

but i have no

clue

where

i

wanna

go

or

how

im

gonna

get

there.

but im home alone and i can't drive and theres no car anyways so,

so,

so, instead i will sit here feeling
a weird mixture of hopeful and numb and empty and energetic

until

maybe sleep or some version of God takes me

on an adventure

with no place in mind

and no time to be home

and the journey there will be more important

than the destination

anyway.