People give bad advice. One handed. 8:30PM. Exhausted and anxious. Oh, I should avoid tea. I shouldn’t avoid you, but I do. Train stations, and the comfort of cars. The discomfort of walking, and my full insides. People are going out on the weekends, and I’m jealous. I don’t like her master plan, it’s too masterful. I want to meet that woman from Blade Runner. Too bad it won’t last…