Binary loadlifters very similar to your moisture evaporators in most respects

Constant feast and famine.

I've no plan but I have this luke warm disorder, this scrappy discipline.

I have your ghost in my bed.
And I have your scent on my sheets.

You have misplaced my blueprints and plans.
For a sound future.
For safety.

You are a reminder to me that there is joy in not knowing.