i'm feelin this

chronic restless, unable to explain, my exaustion knows no bounds. my sleeping lately has been so hard, so deep, so abrasive. headaches and numerous interruptions. i'm running myself into the ground with reckless abandon. but in the very least, i'm burning out with an unrivaled passion for life. my life is on fire and i've got one hell of a story to tell. this world is alive. i'm facinated. and i am waking in the precursor of the dawn. there is a curious stir throughout the space. pleading, bliss and then return to the dark. a rude awakening in the best way possible. that familiar hot rush. shaking off the liquid sleep and taking it all in. i'm feelin this. its quickness, its deepness, its passion, control, sound, release, fury, like the air itself is on fire with me. shaking and covered in cold heat. i'm devoting to the feeling. sudden shivers and the world turns to blue. my soul expands, breathes, and explodes in my chest. then at last i shake the stars down from their firmament, tear a hole in the cosmos, and send my body shooting to the heavens like some dying comet all ablaze with painfully longing peace. i'm feelin this. this day started out in my favorite way.

"this bed is on fire with passion and love"










style. mood. wonder. thought. i'm buzzing today.