carpe noctem

[xilostgirlxi]

while the tattoo is healing and van is playing in the corner, the friends have left for the night and i sit once again in my partitioned-off room... alone; but i can't help but notice that the sitting in the room alone with the hot sweltering sunshine leaking through your heavy dark blinds slightly amusing and annoying you at the same time is so different than the sitting alone in your room at the dead of the dark cool night when you know that every person, every house, and probably every bum is sleeping... off to dreamland they ride on a cloud of soft cotton or the lonely bumpy journey of cold cobbled stoned streets, either way you always feel a different vibe, you know? the atmosphere telling you to stay quiet and whisper your secrets, you always stay more cautious... i like to think of the word: 'sleek', but to keep away demons from your paranoia of things that go bubmp in the night you turn to your ever faithful companion... music and you find yourself listening to the most beautiful music that's ever been recorded, it moves you to a such a place of nirvana that at times you feel so high that outer space isn't far enough for you; that's what drives away the fear and could be regrets in life.

p.s. btw, does anyone else habve the same fuckin problem of only getting spanish stations when tuning the radio?