the pirate has come to pull me to the sea. And it is night, and the stars are so sweeepy, sweepy , sleepy. Like me. As they twinkle, I curl uo on the mast of this velvet ship, sooo soft, eyelids droop....i sail toward dreams, just let me wake up in dreams, i whisper to meself, as I pull a tarp over my curled self.
Today has been one of those days where living happens only with one's eyes closed. It's been a day where my innards have been held captive. I've thrown my trust and intuition off the ship's plank, and no one was poking me along, no ugly pirates,,threatening me. I've cast myself to dark waters..........
there is hope, thougth, 'cause i've found seahorses that glow, my little friendly underwater lanterns.........
goodnight dearies,