Move Along

I'm constantly looking for that one excuse. The one that never fails. Old reliable.

I'm torn. On one hand, I can do the right thing, forget the past, and sleep easier. Or, I can just call it a day, move on to tomorrow, and sleep easier for tonight. But I'm also having trouble figuring out what the right thing to do is.

Everything that was stuck in the back of my mind is free now. Most of my questions have been answered. It would probably be best to quit while I'm ahead. There's no need to push things further.

And even though it's all answered, I haven't felt that lift yet. There's still a weight on my shoulders. I still feel obligated to do one last thing. Guess that means that what I think and what I feel are two different things.

You know what? I don't need more phone numbers. I don't do enough with the ones I have. I don't talk. I just type.

And that's why I believe I should just call it a day.