i was okay being dead. it's easy. you get to just go about your business...do house chores, read books, listen to music, and feel nothing. just let the notes, the words, the dust carry you off into distraction. and then, one day, out of nowhere...when you're minding your own business, the wind gets sucked out of your lungs... all you hear inside your head is your heart beating. aching even.
and you find yourself revived.
reaching highs and lows and everything in between. and my mind says, i can't i can't i can't. and this changes to i want i want i want and then to please please please...
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enough for now.