Waking early Sunday morning....
(Yeah, I know the time stamp says its way later, but its hard to type with a sleeping girl wrapped around you)
....and that's the cool thing. To be able to do shit like that. I could add the word "again", but it feels like the first time. Happily sleeping on "the wrong side of the bed", looking out to see the world dusted with what appears to be baby powder, but feels like snow, watching daylight fill a room the way no light bulb could ever do, and having the ability to roll over and look at a vision that makes the three hours of sleep she allowed me seem all worthwhile.
These are the kind of thoughts that fill my head before the "real world" kicks in the door and throws paint all over them.
Too emotional? Yeah. I know. Don't worry, its usually way more chaotic in this mind 'o mine. You'll see. I'm just in a mood right now.
"Things don't have to be this way, catch me on a better day" -Shirley Manson
(Yeah, I know the time stamp says its way later, but its hard to type with a sleeping girl wrapped around you)
....and that's the cool thing. To be able to do shit like that. I could add the word "again", but it feels like the first time. Happily sleeping on "the wrong side of the bed", looking out to see the world dusted with what appears to be baby powder, but feels like snow, watching daylight fill a room the way no light bulb could ever do, and having the ability to roll over and look at a vision that makes the three hours of sleep she allowed me seem all worthwhile.
These are the kind of thoughts that fill my head before the "real world" kicks in the door and throws paint all over them.
Too emotional? Yeah. I know. Don't worry, its usually way more chaotic in this mind 'o mine. You'll see. I'm just in a mood right now.
"Things don't have to be this way, catch me on a better day" -Shirley Manson