the sweetness of sleeplessness
right now:
- feeling emo and lonely
- photographs of people who used to populate my life flashing in my mind
- the moods of Lolita and The Count of Monte Cristo reverberating strongly in my head
- the desire to write poetry or song
- being disappointed
- remaining stiff, being afraid to move on the bed lest I disturb my friend
- the anxiety of tiptoe-ing in a huge, empty, and somewhat creepy house past midnight. if nothing moves, why do i hear creaks?
- missing, wanting, hoping, giving up
- excitement for church tomorrow, 50th anniversary service
- moonlight streaming through broad windows, disrupting rest


