Circles are squares with four dead ends. Rights are lefts and all the lies you ever told me are just jokes that high school kids tell each other in the lunch room. Don’t trip. That didn’t last long. Fall hard though. Fall over every crack and smash into the sidewalk and get your teeth rebuilt by the family dentist. It’ll all work itself out in Florida or Arizona or some other popular Midwestern getaway space. Whatever. Onward and only ever forward. Spend no time in the mirror because that will only ever show you what’s behind you. In fact, it won’t ever show you what’s ahead. Go.