marlowe

I woke up today with counting crows stuck in my head (how random). I guess it's just the hangover or something in my head that's been led off the path. Last night I went to a party to celebrate Beltane! I got a little too drunk, but ended up with everyone else dancing around a huge bonfire. I also tried to talk to that TA I was talking about earlier, but he seemed too distant for my words to reach. I guess it's time to take down the supports and let this crush fall one pillar at a time. At least I tried and maybe can get a friend out of the whole deal.

So here I am, left with counting crows in my head mixed with drumbeats from last night and those hazy memories that stay with you for a few days after a good experience. Here I am with that bonfire smell in my hair that I don't want to wash out. I guess it somehow helps those memories stick around a little longer. So here I am.

I feel as if something is going to happen soon. I don't know what yet, but something. The tension has been mounting and I've been standing still. Something has to give, and I don't even know what I'm fighting anymore. Sometimes I think I'm crazy... Sometimes I think that we're all crazy.

oh wait, I know that one!

"The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls"

"says she's
close to understanding Jesus.
she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood, she has trouble acting
normal when she's nervous. "