pitch blue
Aug. 20th, 2001 03:14 pmeven with a visitor today i feel a bit lost, fallen between the cracks of the day. you are gone as suddenly as you were here. back and forth.
i had a nightmare last night but i couldn't remember it. i remember visible audible relief upon waking; something having to do with ranks of small colored beads, the near hallucinatory vicinity of sick and viscious colors. fighting my way up and out like from the bottom of a murky pool.
i ought to write more. i ought to find a storythread and follow it out of here. i ought to this. i ought to that. i oughtta. i oughtta.
i had a nightmare last night but i couldn't remember it. i remember visible audible relief upon waking; something having to do with ranks of small colored beads, the near hallucinatory vicinity of sick and viscious colors. fighting my way up and out like from the bottom of a murky pool.
i ought to write more. i ought to find a storythread and follow it out of here. i ought to this. i ought to that. i oughtta. i oughtta.