Brake

A car in the middle of nowhere. Wound down windows, loud music. Early morning.

Sunrise like a nosebleed
Your head hurts and you can't breathe
You been tryin' to throw you arms around the world

Here I am — everything's running smoothly, everything's been just great lately. Work-life balance represented by new toys I buy along the way. Watches, perfumes, attire. Dining in top-notch restaurants, traveling the world. Everything clicks perfectly. I tend to get things done my way.

Here I am — on the verge of the total physical exhaustion. This is the way, this is how to fight insomnia. Yawning.

No need to pull the emergency brake. This is what I chose.