4/11/14

pieces

The air from the window is thick with the sweet smell of lighter fluid. It's really Spring. I almost made it through post Christmas Winter this year without slipping into a seasonal depression. Maybe the cold lasted too long, maybe my encasement in this apartment broke my spirit, it doesn't even matter anymore; the second the tunnel frayed for light a few weeks ago I lost touch with myself. I know exactly where I went.

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