quasi_sean

it is the greatest life for these hrs awake when the apartment is quiet and there are photos in my head.

i dream of things, frightening and beautiful.

1. falling naked into the middle of the dark room. there is a storm outside and the blinds on the window are missing. only the owl can see me and he glares at me while i scream, a vulnerable mess.
2. father and i decide that it is useless to tiptoe around truth, and it all spills out.
3. i married her in the middle of the summer. just before dusk, and the wind lifted her hair up around my face. i kissed her as my wife and i froze that exact moment so that it could sink in before beginning a new life beside her.

awaken to discover yourself wrapped up in the sheets and the strange feeling that you do not even belong in the bed you are in.

strange.

musings.

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so i have my tickets for friday's showing of the new X-men movie on the humongo screen and yes, people, the thought is giving me a late morning arousal.

other than, i continue to search for new employment and celebrate the fact that i have the most coolest girlfriend on the planet.

byebye.