not sleeping anymore

f-stop blues

I am staring out an uneven slice of window pane. I walk by this uneven slice of window pane at all times of the day half worrying about whether someone else is looking in. I'm too tired to get up and pull the shade down. I feel like this might be a metaphor for my life. While I can't really see out, I tend to look in. If anyone cared to look in, they'd only catch a glance, an exposure so small they probably couldn't tell my ass from my elbow.

posted by d @ 8:16 PM