Ramblings in search for significance even in this small world that I live in...How does every suppose to fit into the reality of every day living when you dream of the fairytell ending...were we so wrong to dream?
Friday, February 11, 2005
Warmth?
Woke up and my toes are still cold...How can this be? Warm bed, hot dog, tons of blankets. Still cold. Figured out if I took a shower I could turn the hot water on high. Love steam. Love water. Maybe I'll go swimming again after I able. Love feelings of be surrounding in the water. As if you can't tell, I'm still in a fog but at least I slept finally. Fog...dense, white, darkening, can't see very far.