sleeps.

tonight its cold.like cold sea breeze from a sea you cannot see.or hear.and you feel the air slide over your skin.brushing against your hairs.and its chilling like snow.or rain.but its dry outside.i thought it might rain tonight.hasnt happened yet.im not waiting for it.if it rains,then it'll be hard to get up early tomorow.i could sleep right through.its one of those things i need to do.sleep through the day.to rest without...work.yes i want to sleep.just let go the body from its motions.obligations and responsibility lost somewhere where you can wrap yourself around your own selfish blanket of rest.I, I, I and thats all that matters."how firm a letter;how reassuring the word,the three strokes:one vertical,proud and assertive,and then the two short horizontal lines in quick, smug succession"(Plath).