Within the confines of my mind I wake up to the same day. Very little has changed. A bit is rearranged. There is no waking in light speed in this dream I’ve captured myself within. This daily life.
Month: August 2017
He told me to find him. I told him to find himself. Where he was hidden. Where he didn’t want to come out. Where he didn’t want to be lost but stayed lost just the same.