lyrics I want to post.. fragmented thoughts I want to vaguely illustrate..
but I already have.
Running into this increasingly often.
late for my bed.
p.s. how is it that Sunday totally felt like the middle of the work week (I repeated kept thinking “oh this is nice..everyone managed to take off work for this..good for them”), and Monday thus felt like at least a Tuesday.. but now it’s dawning Thursday and it feels kind of like a Tuesday? hmm..and as I say that, I feel like I’ll wake up tomorrow and . Well that’s okay—I like Fridays.
Wonder what I’ll dream tonight…and wonder what I’ll choose to remember.