i've been feeling so brittle lately. trying to hydrate myself with wine and any strain of water with icecubes in it. half-open eyes stooping low to try and push myself up in a chair and not slide under the desk. nod nod nod like i give a shit and promise myself i'll make amends in the morning.
that creep peeking over comic books for a minute to draw a cup of tea to my lips... another liquid i demand more and more of.
i take pictures of textures in dim lights to create the scenery that i've shuffled past. bliss in the small moment of zooming in to the last pixel and back out again. bliss in the minutes i lapse into decent conversation. wanting to snare more delicious mouths into open dialog instead of dumping the crap in my mind here.