Double math, it even sounds airless. Especially in the summer while birds sing outside and cars hit the shimmering asphalt.
“But the road to success is not easy to navigate. Without hard work and more hard work you’ll end up in the crusher’s yard, rusting.” This according to my dad, who carries his dreams as a straightjacket.
Well dad, you get what you settle for.
The sun blazes yellow and I’m done with it.
Ha, maybe it’s the call of the wild or the thought that I’ll just keep going.
Because I don’t have a map.
But I do know it’s time to act.