I went to a party I came in hot Made decisions beforehand My mind made up
Things that wouldâ makeâ me happy To doâ them or not Each option weighed carefully Aâ plan for each thought And then I walked through the door past the open concept And saw Violet bent backwards over the grass Seven years old with dandelions grasped tightly in her hand Arched like a bridge in a fallen handstand Grinning wildly like a madman With the exuberance that only doing nothing can bring Waiting for the fireworks to begin And in that moment I decided to do nothing about everything