I’m lying down on the floor staring at the ceiling again. The breeze ripples the curtains and dances lightly on my face.
I take a breath and hold it.
Covering my eyes and pushing until I see the purple erupting in the darkness of my mind I start to imagine how the course of my life might change if I made certain decisions this year.
I expel my breath with strength and allow new air to fill me. My heart beats fast.
While I’m getting something from my bedroom one evening, I notice the peacock feathers are swaying from a breeze.
I look and confirm none of my windows are open. AC isn’t on.
“You want something proper to sit in don’t you?”
They fold slightly, “Yes.”
“Okay, sorry – you’re right.”
They bow without a word and I dip my head lightly in return.
What colour is solitude?
Before I sleep, I position the pillows to create the impression of someone sleeping next to me. Tell yourself enough times that this fills a void and it really becomes that way.
Sometimes everyday life is the most moving and emotional.
Maiiit yew gawt anii mahnii faw a coffii???
I’ll buy you one, what do you want?
Larrtey wif free rorr sugaz!!
Tsgottah bee rorr! Eyem bean helfy hahahahaha
I’ll be back.
Fanks! Eyell pay ya backkk hahahahaha yeh