l’esprit de escalier
17 February 2011 @ 02:54 am
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I have too many thoughts bouncing around in my head right now. I simply cannot focus on just one. It's terrifying how, at any one moment, my mind may look like Times Square in the middle of Summer or Norway in the middle of Winter. Now, however, I'm running a 24-hour watch on Broadway in my cranium.

And so I sit here on my bed, frustrated, running my hands anxiously through my hair, humming along to something on SNL.

But then I smile as my gaze falls upon the blood red rose on my table. It reminds me that I have someone who looks forward to seeing a smile on my face and a spark in my eyes. I can't be stoned around him, I don't want to miss a single word he says. He's gonna save my life.