THE REASON.
i cant pinpoint when it actually happened, or where, or how...
but i suddenly feel a difference, like something in me has altered - something, of course, good. it could have happened in the last month, year, week, moment...
its the kind of epiphany one usually gets while walking down a foreign street, drunk on a sazerac cocktail, or the intensity of the moon (or a past-nights lover)...
i have always accepted and loved the skin i live in, but now it finally feels like it is my own. its a simple thing, really. but substantial enough for me to still distinguish it amidst my current stress of school, daily distractions, and the leftovers of a headache from the hours at work. enough for me drop my #4B drawing pencil and instead write this down so i dont forget (what it feels like...)
the reason i wake up every morning (or afternoon, or night) should not be my job. or my incomplete education. it should not be a person. or a memory, or a hope. it shouldnt be the past, or the future...
it should only be myself.
and the next good-morning sunrise will be the brightest youve ever seen...
but i suddenly feel a difference, like something in me has altered - something, of course, good. it could have happened in the last month, year, week, moment...
its the kind of epiphany one usually gets while walking down a foreign street, drunk on a sazerac cocktail, or the intensity of the moon (or a past-nights lover)...
i have always accepted and loved the skin i live in, but now it finally feels like it is my own. its a simple thing, really. but substantial enough for me to still distinguish it amidst my current stress of school, daily distractions, and the leftovers of a headache from the hours at work. enough for me drop my #4B drawing pencil and instead write this down so i dont forget (what it feels like...)
the reason i wake up every morning (or afternoon, or night) should not be my job. or my incomplete education. it should not be a person. or a memory, or a hope. it shouldnt be the past, or the future...
it should only be myself.
and the next good-morning sunrise will be the brightest youve ever seen...