I could sit for hours absorbing every detail of the world around me...and do nothing about it.
Just absorb it all in. Soak in the way the moonlight reflects silver off of the golden-undertoned bark on the maple trees in the front yard, the way the puppy's coat shines so many blacks as she knaws her rawhide, the particular noise of the guitars keening on the stereo...the starlight. The beautiful stars.
It's autumn equinox. I'm feeling a little tipsy and more than a little crazy. I'm not sure if it's just the holiday or if the faeries are stirring me up as well. I guess it doesn't matter.
Ha...and i've only had 2 shots of scotch. must be a natural kind of fucked-up'ness. I kinda miss feeling like this...it makes me feel alive.
I'm craving vivid, deep, prolonged dreams.
The kind that twist your heart when you wake up because you're not there anymore.
I want them to be happy....and, if it's not asking too much, hinting at things to come.
Just absorb it all in. Soak in the way the moonlight reflects silver off of the golden-undertoned bark on the maple trees in the front yard, the way the puppy's coat shines so many blacks as she knaws her rawhide, the particular noise of the guitars keening on the stereo...the starlight. The beautiful stars.
It's autumn equinox. I'm feeling a little tipsy and more than a little crazy. I'm not sure if it's just the holiday or if the faeries are stirring me up as well. I guess it doesn't matter.
Ha...and i've only had 2 shots of scotch. must be a natural kind of fucked-up'ness. I kinda miss feeling like this...it makes me feel alive.
I'm craving vivid, deep, prolonged dreams.
The kind that twist your heart when you wake up because you're not there anymore.
I want them to be happy....and, if it's not asking too much, hinting at things to come.