Sometimes I like not knowing if I'm coming or going. I like waking up in the morning, only it's not morning, it's the middle of the night and I'm wide awake suddenly, feeling like I haven't slept at all, but know that I have and don't, in fact, know what day it is, what week, month, year, century...
And I always wake up hungry.
Not hungry.
Starving.
Then I realize that my new landlord is stomping around upstairs. He does rent to me. He does know I'm DOWN here. Rude much?
I'm having difficulty deciding whether it was he, or my screaming hunger, that woke me.
But I choose not to care, either way, I'm awake. Awake and starved from fuck knows how long of not feeding myself.
I pounced on the opportunity, as it snaked in front of my conciousness. How often would it be this fucking simple? How often would it be so easy...so effortless.
I'm gonna go up there...I'm hungry and the mother fucker woke me up...
...So much easier than I could've imagined...
But what bitter blood. Such a waste.
At least I'm not hungry any more.
And I always wake up hungry.
Not hungry.
Starving.
Then I realize that my new landlord is stomping around upstairs. He does rent to me. He does know I'm DOWN here. Rude much?
I'm having difficulty deciding whether it was he, or my screaming hunger, that woke me.
But I choose not to care, either way, I'm awake. Awake and starved from fuck knows how long of not feeding myself.
I pounced on the opportunity, as it snaked in front of my conciousness. How often would it be this fucking simple? How often would it be so easy...so effortless.
I'm gonna go up there...I'm hungry and the mother fucker woke me up...
...So much easier than I could've imagined...
But what bitter blood. Such a waste.
At least I'm not hungry any more.

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[Edited on Oct 09, 2005 10:14PM]
You two seem so smitten with each other, I'm sure only good things await you...