As my voice comes back, chest gets clear and all numbness leaves my body, it's as though all this energy I feel that has been on reserve burst open. I suppose that's the bright spot in getting "sick"...you look to conserve energy. Yet I remember when such a thing got me into trouble in times past so now I seek to place it proper-like. My days energy was well spent I think. I listened and learned phraseology used to memorize parts of the periodic table coming to find that some of these chemists are perverted by nature. I watched a horribly acted and choreographed martial arts movie that ended in a flashback scene of Jean Claude Van Damme dancing. I was also treated to great homemade fun by a pretty soul that was damn near perfect and lastly, I was able to expend the rest on my heart's release...writing. Now some may say "that's it?" and I'd say "yeah...it was a good fuckin day".
When you come to learn that the big ass halogen lamp in the room is meant to distract you from the tiny firefly that captivates you on another level, you tend to ask more often than not "where's the firefly?" as you ignore the rest without effort or peer driven shame.
It's the little things that matter most folks. Those tiny inflections that make the moment...a "moment". Anyway, it's 4:57 in the AM and I'm gonna give this new European thing a try called "sleep"...I'm out
~Moses
When you come to learn that the big ass halogen lamp in the room is meant to distract you from the tiny firefly that captivates you on another level, you tend to ask more often than not "where's the firefly?" as you ignore the rest without effort or peer driven shame.
It's the little things that matter most folks. Those tiny inflections that make the moment...a "moment". Anyway, it's 4:57 in the AM and I'm gonna give this new European thing a try called "sleep"...I'm out
~Moses
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