Little Crooked House

This isn't bad, this is fine. This is getting occasional fulfillment from work, this is meeting close friends for a drink after, this is slow and lazy Sunday afternoons, this is feeling giddy after a joint, this is writing a sentence that is somewhere close to perfect, this is long, languorous conversation, and finding a moment of laughter with strangers, this is being sweaty and satiated, and weighed down by a solid, silent emptiness.

There has got to be more to life than this.