every morning i imagine waking up someplace different-
to be surrounded by the clatter of early morning traffic and blatant conversations,
and to sip coffee from my favorite mug while sitting on a kitchen counter contently breathing in adulterated air
and simply existing
i am in so much pain.
t.b.
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 1:20 AM UTC
every morning i imagine waking up someplace different-
to be surrounded by the clatter of early morning traffic and blatant conversations,
and to sip coffee from my favorite mug while sitting on a kitchen counter contently breathing in adulterated air
and simply existing
i am in so much pain.
t.b.
late night ramblings
