5 minute rant, 5 minutes, no edit

Here is my attempt to write a blog in five minutes. I’ve never done that before,.. just been so brazen as to type, type and then publish. But because I don’t think anyone reads this anymore,.. I have no fear. No fear at all. You, me, whoever you are that I write to, must know that the pressure just builds and builds for me these days. Like the mall before xmas,.. that Toronto shopping mall I tried to make sense of – just crammed with people scrambling everywhere. Glittering lights and balls, and whitened smiles, a Santa that smells like an ashtray, I asked the man in the Bay just how to get out of the store. “I want to leave this place”, I said. And he suggested that I take a complimentary cup of coffee. Stimulant and cream, I spill the liquid down the front of my black coat as I walk, walk towards the subway, my brother in tow. We are feeling the same –suffocated by bells and elves and ribbons over our eyes.