gnunat

fingers/eyes are locked. too much gaming, reading, television. i'm sure i'll get to sleep before that huge fiery ball spills its meager autumn heat over the cold morning mist, but i'm still not expecting a quick sleep. i have been turning as if on a spit to roast in general anxiety. it seizes only moments (forever) before i begin to close my eyes. i don't feel this way awake. my conciousness must have become accustomed to quieting this worrying impulse when it's not in the dark. maybe that's why i'm worn from mental occupation.

a misquito
my libido
denial.

i look really scruffy in the profile pic. how the fuck do i have so much hair?