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zzz August 30, 2014 saturday - 21:22 on the way home, as the streetlamps blink past, i find myself looking forward to bed, to sink beneath the blissful darkness. but of course it's nothing so gentle. it's an anvil, and i close my eyes and i open them and it's morning, and i'm tired and i don't remember anything. i want the night to last forever and ever, and i want to be asleep, lost beneath the waves, held by the moon, without dreaming, without seeing, without remembering. diaryland | archive | newest entry | profile
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