laugh until your brain pops through your eyes

it keeps crossing my mind:
what if i didnt call triple 0...?

i picture myself, finding some isolated place in Sunbury,
because there's definitely planty of them,
and just lying there waiting to die.
would the place id have chosen to do that be of significance?
maybe. probably.

i grew up here.
it could've been a creek i played in when i was younger,
a field on the outskirts,
the train tracks...the hills up there,
the backstreets id walked down when i snuck out or ran away to,
the several playgrounds
mm...that definitely would have brought all the memories of my nineteen years of existence back up.
riding my bike throught the big pine trees and running up and down the half pipe and bowl at the skate park.
sigh.
life has been interesting so far, most certainly interesting.