basement

[propagandapanda]

light has to hit the walls of the house before it can slide down into my room. by the time it staggers out of the window wells it is nearly blue.

there won't be any more light until tomorrow; this seems like it should be obvious, but at the moment i am grateful for a respite. the most obvious things are the most comforting.

this is not permanent. less obvious, but still comforting.

i will crawl into my sleeping bag in a moment and ask it to swallow me. it will swim far away and spew me onto foreign shores, where i can claw at my cheekbones for a couple of months. maybe i will grow a beard. it would be a good opportunity to try.

i learned some things today.

i mean to doubt i'll not turn out a caricature. ha ha.

not mine.

pp cabled today from the aleutians. he'll be gone for most of the summer.