Always short term, not lasting, like gum, losing its flavour until you're back to having the chess pieces all lined up again. It's already happened, but tomorrow I will try and speak after work over crêpes with a friend.
Anyway, 6 am calls me already, as does the shower if I get up in time. But once again, its the worm that doesn't permit me to.
I know that there will be something soon that will encourage me, and all the stars will come back, and my Bowser might just disappear, even if for a short time.
Oh, and that other thought.
I want that toy back, the one I was going to break in June anyway, but someone took the batteries out for me, saving me from some wreckage.
I suppose, as I was told last night, its probably just the novelty
The blanket needs to be just over my shoulders, then my head won't drown.
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