Restless

Ever get that restless feeling where you just want to go out and live? Get a tattoo, get drunk, run away to Spain? No? Just me? Well I have that feeling again. Restless. I have the urge to go out and dance and drink and somehow wake up in Seattle. But. (There's always a but isn't there?) I'm not. Because tomorrow my mom and my brother, two of my favorite people in all the world, are arriving. And they deserve a non hung over and in the same state me. They also deserve a clean apartment. So I am ignoring the restless and cleaning. But no one ever said I can't do that while drunk. Or whilst rocking out. I hope my neighbors enjoy the hardcore rap.