Saturday, January 4, 2014

Now, I Crave You

My neighborhood is quiet. And white. People are sleeping. I just put my last Kentucky Bourbon Barrel Ale to bed. My kittens finished grooming hours ago. The TV is still on, but muted.

This whole city is yawning. Almost like it's too bored to keep it's eyes open: Biology during 6th period. Training for the new job you don't really want. Early character development in that one movie you've seen 46.5 times.

It's okay to be tired.

I'm tired, too. But a different kind.

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