so sleepy tonight, just want to take a nap with a teddy bear, or even get something done, so long as i can make it happen (with my mind) from the couch where i'm sitting.
i'm starting to grasp bits and pieces of what i want. sure, it's been conceivable for a while, but distance causes us all to procrastinate. and yet, comparison makes us secretly seethe like a foamy bubble bath.
it's getting dark outside pretty quickly, and i don't want the light to go away. maybe i should make myself visit the last strands of sunlight. but then, what would i do? spend fifteen minutes reading about lawyers and music video enthusiasts?
actually, that doesn't sound too bad.
just need to get my ducks in a row. meanwhile, i'm becoming impatient, possibly because i don't know how close i am to stumbling upon the rest.
outside for now, i suppose. living spaces, construction sites, and las vegas memories a little later (but probably not). sleep almost always takes priority. that, and having no motivation to spend more time doing the same of everything.
