Leaving

Someday I am going to move to New York City and suss out this Girl-Wild-in-the-City vision until I get it out of my system. I'll dress like a moody art student and start listening to experimental whatever-the-fuck. And I won't talk much, but when I do, it'll be extremely profound and people will chew on that shit for days.

Then, later I'll realize that I'm way too sensitive and realistic to live like this and that leaving home doesn't mean my being has been surgically removed from myself; that geography isn't always inspiration. I'll put on some sensible shoes and a good coat and I'll go back home to Wisconsin where somehow everything will feel warmer to me and I'll hug my mother and father.