mood: alone
music: 'sally orchid' by the skygreen leopards
it is a little known fact that i am struggling through today and that i had struggled through yesterday and that i will probably struggle through tomorrow.
in times like this, a cold bed warming up doesn't really cheer me up, but it'll make me feel better. a walk with the cold breeze dragging my scarf won't solve my problems, but it'll make things more bearable. a cup of joe from shitty styrofoam eats at my patience but helps still. a slow dance of smoke and mirrors is both of what i need: brooding escapism. a tenderly jagged paradox.
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