“Off the wall” by Sasha at her kitchen table

Tuesdy May 31, 2016
5 minutes
from a Foot Locker store

Cutting the video so that you’ll like it. You’re the one that I do it for. All of it. I hope that doesn’t sound creepy. I’m not creepy. We all need our motivation, right? We all need the gas for our tank, right?

The last time I saw you was in a Second Cup. I wanted the too-sweet nostalgia of a White Hot Chocolate. You were drawing on your forearm with a purple Sharpie.

“Are you well?”

“Yes. You?”

“Yeah. No. I don’t know…”

“You look good.”

“You don’t… Not really. Not like how you – ”

“Please don’t.”

My drink is ready and I take it and go and don’t say goodbye.