carpeted stairs vs. me:

2 - 0

the sky looked beautiful tonight so i went for a walk to get a better look. skeletons of trees were outlined in the air and i created little clouds with my breath every time i exhaled. and i walked until i couldn't feel my fingers or my toes anymore, then i turned around and walked back. and the ice cracked quietly beneath my feet every time i stepped. and the air smelled like fire and now so do i.

for the days you don't feel stormy
we can keep wishing on dandelions and lions. and lions and lions.
all in my head,
all in my head.

cloud cloud, rainbow, brainbow.

you have a new sweater.
and i have a headache.

and i want nothing more than to lift off this heavy ground.

snow. snow. snow.
the world is lovely and wonderful and full of surprises now.
always, i suppose.
but now more than ever. the only problem is i think during the winter more than normal. more than is healthy, probably. i have to interupt myself and read or go somewhere during my thinking phases because if i leave my mind to itself too long, goodness knows the places it will go.

especially at this time of year.