"Hey..."

Growing up we actually didn’t do much as a family, well to be honest we had two boats sailing two different paths. Trying to convince self that tomorrow ought to be better than today when the blunt truth was that happiness was as good as the smoke. Recording our own will in order to draw closer to the role model, not a superhero but we’re seven pounds lighter when we’re happy.

If we ever find ourselves in hospitals, could they at least allow us to drug ourselves with coffee, we prefer it as dark as our insides. Locked in doors tired of battling with our happiness, it accidentally isolated itself from everyone.