not sleeping anymore

st. patrick's day

I think what makes march so difficult is its transitory position. spring is just so close. I can close my eyes and feel the sun on my shoulders. january was fine- it was january, there was no debating no wondering, I couldn’t even remember what it felt like to sit in the grass. and now my perception is daunted by this combination of sunny skies and icy winds. the dissonance is disgruntling. it leaves me dizzy. it leaves me lost. it leaves it leaves me concluding closer is actually farther away.

posted by d @ 11:50 AM