(via)Last night I had a dream that left me longing for the return to sleep when morning arrived. Late night thoughts calmly and seamlessly rolled into sweet, vivid dreams. I woke with a smile.
I remember endless night hours of tossing and turning, breathing the minutes in and out, staring at the ceiling, the wall, the back of my eyelids... Dark nights filled with darker nightmares, clenched fists, t-shirts damp with sweat... Mornings that came too soon and not soon enough. They become memories now, labeled and filed away under "distant".
The summer afternoons move slowly, and I miss people I love, but I am happy. This is calm and sweet and vivid.
I remember endless night hours of tossing and turning, breathing the minutes in and out, staring at the ceiling, the wall, the back of my eyelids... Dark nights filled with darker nightmares, clenched fists, t-shirts damp with sweat... Mornings that came too soon and not soon enough. They become memories now, labeled and filed away under "distant".
The summer afternoons move slowly, and I miss people I love, but I am happy. This is calm and sweet and vivid.
