So tired; need sleep. I am lying in bed: fresh clean bedding, wearing a t-shirt and green underwear. I think that I should be asleep.
Really good music.
Not anymore.
-WAIT MAYBE.
Yea
It is incredibly early right now;
6:24 am.
I'm tired but once again cannot sleep.
I want to
This should be fine. It is fine
I wonder about all of that fuzz. The fact that it was the morning and it seemed as if there was something that could be done.
The first time I saw you was so clarified; so apparent and vivid and lovely.
I remember seeing you and breaking time for a moment . I remember you , then.
I was drawn to you. I swallowed your ear with my verbal connotations.
and you called me back.
meanwhile, deep, boxed in my brain lived a freshly painted sign that read: