from morning forward, and backward from night, meeting in the middle, with afterthoughts…

wake up moody from lack of sleep and too much asmr video watching all night.  i used to sleep to complete quiet.  feel no shame for who you are, wails from the speaker.  i make toast and coffee after guzzling a green mason jar of nutrition juice.  i pour a glass of red wine because i am mooning.  sit on the red couch and open the lap top.  light charcoal and toss on dragons blood resin.  respond to those i love.  read quotes, look at pictures, check for this and that, click click click, eat and sip.  put my bag down and take off my coat, get the ambiance going quick.  fall into the well until he tells me his intuition and i receive the push, out the door with mat around the chest.  walk through dark streets tired.  sweaty surrender in a room of sweaty surrenderers, wishing it wasn’t the hard one teaching, but grateful for her at the same time.  like it when she says she’s a spy and that’s why she missed last week.  sell with money living beings, to other living beings.  selenite, hematite, rose quartz, flourite.  shower and dress with stellar efficiency i don’t like, but am really good at.  speak with my friends about the happening of the day.  behind the counter.  eat at the family owned indian place cause i ran out of food.  i am introduced to the young…son?  buy water and artichokes for work.  money and boxes, money and boxes, money and boxes.  a rhythm housing secret longing.  something beyond us, making us happen.  the mystery peeling open, revealing it’s pungent scent and noble flower.  melting into the new.  dripping like dew down a stem at six am.  the cracking open of glass houses.  shatterable structures don’t grow from roots.  indestructible life, sink me into yellow boots.  i am listening….