rozehead

its a beautiful day. and im not even being sarcastic. (its raining horribly as i write this).

i awoke content. my new, white, 300 thread count, Egyptian cotton sheets felt soft and cool and i knew something had changed.

not sure what happened, but the fever dream thats had a hold of me for about a year broke last night. the hallucinations have stopped and im starting to see her clearly. as she really is. as my friends have told me she is.

she even described herself as a drug for me. and i think she was right. i was an addict. now i realize the problem was primarily with me.

time to kick the habit and go cold turkey.

i know i can move on now. this is a good thing.

(now, whose gonna volunteer to be my nicotine patch?)


-rozehead