Blind Eyes Closed

----The time is now. ----"Sometimes someone says something really small and it just fits into this empty place in your heart."

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If you could look like anything...anything at all....what would you look like? I'd be the wind. ...........It's easy to be someone's friend when all you need is someone to console you. It's much harder to be there for them when they're happy all the time. .............Even when I say nothing, it's a beautiful use of negative space.

Blind Eyes Closed

Tuesday, April 20, 2004
We will kiss

Last night, in a stroke of severe randomness, I put my pillow by the foot of my bed, angled pretty sharply so when I put my arm up by my face for sleep, it could lie across the pillow and still reach my forehead as to not let my ear touch anything. My comforter has slowly been falling off the edge of the bed over the past week, so now it doesn't even own shape. I laid on top of it, folded over enough that was hanging off the side to cover me. Fetal position, facing the wall, feet where my head usually is. Slept without dream. Dead. My alarm went off this morning at its usual Tuesday-time, and it took me a good minute to figure out how to get out from my caccoon. The noise of being taken out of slumber doesn't get less obnoxious.

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