ghostdance

Been having real vivid dreams at night and dejavu throughout the days. My brain melts during the summer and then begins to take shape once more as it becomes colder outside. I tripped too much last year, in the summer crazyness alone in my tiny efficiency. This year I have more room to breathe, less desire to lose my grip for a week or so because of a day spent spun out.

I'm officially over waking up alone each morning, mumbling to myself as I reach for a cigarette and blow out smoke at the ceiling fan.