a postcard to dreams

14Apr08

a million things run through my mind, but i can’t find a way to stop, slow down, and tell you how i feel. 

eyelids are heavy with lack of sleep. the heat causing insomnia as i toss and turn the night away.

what happens to the world when we dream?

i create a world of fantasy where the setting sun holds conversations with the moon rising and the stars overhead.

waiting for them to tell me my fortune.

hoping it’s a lucky one, but hustling on the side to create my own luck.

embracing the warmth of the earth’s lavalike blanket of heat.

daydreaming of a better existence.

laughing because it will never be enough.

wondering when i can finally breathe.

take care,

L

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