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Dec 21, 2007 14:07

the snow is perfect. Nothing can touch me this time of year, I feel indespensible complete joy within and throughout all I touch and reach towards. I am filled to the brim of my hat with serenity and hope. Light and laughter opened its stomache to eat me for dinner and I can walk a milliom miles without complaint. I am a leathel weapon against sorrow and because of the cold I feel warm all over. My boots are flooded with the weeping of my oppressers and the songs of all the hands I'll hold. The bitterness crunchs beneath me and the hope transends the walls they have erected in the name their wisdom. Winter :o)

Jordan and Nick have been gone for the past few weeks doing shows in SF. I miss them terribley. Even the cynicism. Expecially the cynicism. I haven't seen Josh in months either, There are few things I enjoy more then sitting on their apartment floor telling tall tales with a harpsicord.

Im writing my first short story. Im kind of excited and nervouse and terrified. Mainly Becuase its for Justin and he's usually so picky with everything. Usually. Suddently he's seemed to be seeing me fit for praise, briefly throwing away his usual mockery towards me and replacing it with worship. Its odd but I enjoy becoming a momentary, despensible god for him.
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