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Come undone. Come undone. It's a phrase I've heard in lyrics and TV dialogue- to come undone is to let it all hang out, to let it all go. An unraveling. It sounds like something I shouldn't do though. Gotta keep it together. Gotta keep cool. Got to get stuff done. But maybe it's OK sometimes. Maybe not here. But.
I reached for the playstation controller resting on the fuzzy blue carpet of my brother's room. He was in the bathroom. Maybe he'd be in there for thirty more seconds, had to wipe his ass, wash his hands, then finally he'd be done.