this morning #2142.

this morning, i found the perfect hiding spot. super foolproof. comfortably covert. no. not going to tell you where it is. that’d defeat the purpose, fool. if you’re looking for me this morning, that’s where i’ll be. sorry, girl. it ain’t personal. i can’t tell you why at this time but i need to stay stealth for a little while. a few hours, at least. for my own mental health. i wouldn’t be surprised to find myself there tomorrow too. like i said—not because of you, boo. if you were the issue, i’m sure that you’d know for sure. wouldn’t you? i mean, even if you didn’t notice, you know i’d make certain that you do. no secrets between us. other than the current source of my distress & the location of my new hiding spot, that is.