.a world of olive eyes that frame regret on every face.
if i could i'd draw a heart for you. fix it in between the essence of my hands. illuminate the arteries until you understand.
today was the first night in a while i had a comfortable sleep, i actually slept on a bed, i woke up and rob had stolen my blanket and wrapped it completely around his head for no reason. we tried watching dawn of the dead last night with meagan but we all fell asleep, we are [probablymaybe] going to sarah's to watch it later. saturday night maybe rape lake with meagan, maybe seeing justin rivord in the first time in forever? the future excites me. i feel so drifting but so calm, i feel affixed and free simultaneously, it's very reassuring. hopefully the potluck will be somewhere next week? i'm going to be extra excited about the next one for no reason. lately it seems like we all experience the frightening blur of the past, i was wondering if you would catch on, memories melting off and becoming meaningless. i still care, but you know that's wrong, i still feel. this happiness is new, i've never really experienced it like this before, all senses of urgency are gone.
everything that i wish i could say to you fell between the skies we stare into.