there was that time, this past summer, when the city enveloped me on all sides to the point i could no longer breathe and the only thing i could do is get in my car and so i did; i drove until it was open all around me.

the stars comforted me that night; they've always been a source of comfort for me. the dark of the night, the glow of the moon.

last night. i was on that intersection, that one we'd meet at to walk to the cinema, the shop, the park together. images of our first kiss, our first lovemaking, our first dance crowded together in my mind.

i gave up on the city again last night. it's taking over me, somehow. i drove until i could breathe again and i got out and i cried and i yelled and then i got back in my car. i got back in my car and i drove home to the city we called home together, and i resolved that this is the last time.

i'm taking over this city from now on, goddammit.