I have to say 'Take Me Home Tonight' Is one of my favorite songs. The older version and the redone version.
Yoga pants is what I wear though I have never done yoga in my life (I would like to try it). I sit here on the one year old leather couch that still smells new every time you sit on it's plush cushions. A blank tv stares at me while I type. I hate tv. But like every american I watch it. I don't watch for entertainment or enjoyment. I watch it to let my mind go blank and slip away. I see the colors change across it. I hear the words that harshly spill from it's speakers but I can't really hear it nor can I see the blurred colors. My mind is always somewhere else. Thinking of a book or a person. Recently I can't sleep. I have the same nightmares of dirt. Of being buried in the dirt and decaying. Bugs eating away at my flesh. Water from above soaking into my rotten muscles. My hair slowly thinning and soon fading. The color from my skin washing out and going away until I am nothing. I soon return to bone and then slowly dirt. I am nothing but the soil. And that scares me. Being alone buried for no one to know. It frightens me. My thought process isn't very fluid. I jump from one subject to another. Now it has already jumped onto the fly the keeps bothering me. He comes in and out of this room taunting me. And even now I am trying to distract myself from the psychology paper I am suppose to be writing.
So I guess this is goodbye for now.
RadicalRosebud · Sun Sep 12, 2010 @ 06:37pm · 0 Comments |