The Things That I Want.

[Shamino]

The Things That I Want, by Paul Hoffmann.


I'd like for my fingers to stop feeling numb, and burnt- despite the fact its cold outside.
I'd like to be able to sleep, to forget.
I'd like a nice, chilled whisky- entirely too much whisky.
I'd like to have her in my arms right now- staring at nothingness. Just up at a ceiling, or a wall, or the floor. Total silence.
I'd like silence- i'd like sleep, to forget.
I'd like for someone to take me by the hand, and bring me somewhere i've never been.
I'd like to get this fucking mental vision out of my head.
I'd like for it to stop replaying, over and over- like a broken record, skipping over and over to the same part- the same, dreaded part.
I'd like to be able to move things, shift things- distort things, place myself in places, take myself out of others.
I'd like to be able to rest with her. To sleep- to forget.

The Things That I want, by Paul Hoffmann.

I'd like to share an all-too expensive cigar with a good friend.
I'd like to grab a burger with another.
I'd like to kick back a few drinks casually with my confidant.
I'd like to see her free, to sleep- to forget.

The Thing That I want, by Paul Hoffmann.

To sleep, to forget.

[Mr. Kenny]

"I'd like to get this fucking mental vision out of my head.
I'd like for it to stop replaying, over and over- like a broken record, skipping over and over to the same part- the same, dreaded part."

That's you regretting a mistake.
I'll I'll say. A mistake. This is your mind telling you "This is BAD!"

[Shamino]

It could be me regretting a mistake. But I haven't made any recently.