is anything worse than getting a package in the morning?

i am spending the whole day waiting to be able to really really enjoy the day.

(you smell perfect) pink candy. i knew i could almost smell you the first time.

i wore the baggy opened but unemptied envelope like a gasmask for ten minutes.

i was ten minutes late for work.

i didn't even care to make up an excuse, i just said i couldn't get out of my room with an envelope on my head.

i filled my lungs with you, and it's an hour later and i still refuse to exhale to my full capacity because i don't want to lose it all.

i have a day of pins and needles ahead of me.

from a lack of oxygen, you'll make me pass out...

through the mail.