tie the bag pull it tight check the knot looks alright then i do it twice then i do it four then somehow i'm standing here doing twenty more what the hell happened somewhere along the way that little knot got a hold on me and won't let me walk away twenty times same damn tie i know that knot is solid still i check it one more time twenty times there's the door hand comes back around and here we go once more i've had this brain since i was a kid somewhere along the line my head picked up this stupid shit maybe it's a little rule that nobody else can see maybe my brain decided twenty's where it needs to be twenty times same damn tie i know it's fucking finished still i gotta verify twenty times pull it through what the hell am i proving what's this knot supposed to do one two three four five by ten i'm rolling my eyes by fifteen i'm thinking you've gotta be kidding me twenty times there it is finally feels finished for about a minute twenty times then i'm free until some other little thing decides it needs me maybe someday i'll figure out why my brain works this way but right now that bag is tied and that's enough today
