from my keyboard.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

melt to sleep.

feels good to be home.like walking into pillows.pillows below,above,beside,around you.like taking a step into an ice tray and then freezing.alone.away from the heat of...outside.and this is my box.my box of chocolates,unvaried but tasteful nonetheless.and i can sit in here surrounded by the cocoa sweetness of familiarity.and i can aktually rest.