I've been laying on the living room floor,
the pillows from my bed stacked for comfort.
I'm drinking more than I'd like
and watching films I swore I'd never watch again.

Films effect me more than music sometimes.
Like the fear of looking underneath the bed in the dark,
is how I feel about the film I watched twice tonight.

I've packed most of my things, records, and books,
photographs and cookbooks.
Now, I just wait.