Awake

It's not very often I can't sleep. In fact, I can't remember the last time I woke up in the night.

My thoughts are buzzing low. Nice thoughts.

I walked across the road to the ocean. It's calmer now.

Laying in bed listening to music and hearing the songs different. Parts are there that I've never heard before.

It's time to wake up the rain and sing what makes me feel so good.

Tomorrow, I glue together the body. It's going to start looking like a guitar. Can't wait.



Sorry for the gratuitous head shot, but I wanted you to see my eyes. They can't lie. I really am loving life this much.