too much in our heads
Sometimes I need to get out. I don’t like places with many people. I like to go north where the bars are not crowded and the streets not full. It gives me space for my thoughts.
It’s crazy how much I am in my head. Sometimes, when I am with a friend, it’s too much, you know. It feels like there are two heads about to explode, not two worlds that meet, but in each of those heads there are 27 worlds of their own or 267. Or more.
Then it’s better not to talk. Just be together in silence but also not in our heads, just there, in the moment.












