It was early one winter morning, when the confines of my immediate surroundings encroached two steps too close. I decided what I needed was a vacation (another); a release. Instant gratification as Freud would claim. Hastefully I packed: a few light garments (like my trusty jungle green, Michael Cera from Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist hoodie) ...Nunchucks... and headed north to a certain undisclosed location, in order to better "clear the Air."
[Pseudo-fed]
