"at night, i open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. breathe into me. close the language-door and open the love-window. the moon won't use the door, only the window." -rumi
"DEATH IS THE VEIL WHICH THOSE WHO LIVE CALL LIFE; THEY SLEEP, AND IT IS LIFTED." -SHELLEY
"i have begun to listen to the teachings my blood whispers to me." -hesse

Saturday, June 12, 2010

hot and cold

there is something about this time of year that i really don't like.  that thing happens to be going in and out of air-conditioned buildings, back and forth from hot to cold.  my body can't take it.  it makes me feel tired and sort of sick, and just uncomfortable in general.

similarly, it seems i am unable to stand back and forth from hot to cold when it comes to matters in the realm of emotions.  it is the same.  tired, sort of sick, just uncomfortable in general.

i am going to bed now.  because i have had quite enough tired, sort of sick, and uncomfortable for one day.  it is 8:44 p.m.

goodnight.

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