white sky day
3 May 2006 12:07I keep feeling like something epic is going to happen to me, and it's going to take everything I have to push through it, but when I get done I will have done everything that I love in this world, and I will have done something amazing for myself. I want to run so hard my lungs are nearly bursting, I want to love so hard that the smallest touch will set me on fire--so hard that I'd run across a pipe at full speed across the ceiling to save them. I want to fear for my life and use all my wits, I want to be in danger, I want to be danger. I want to prowl and look around and know I'm the biggest cat. I want to be presented with a mystery that I have to stay up all night for a week to even wrap my mind around. I want so much real useful work that I can't even sit down for a moment. I want the revolution.
I'm getting worked up, waiting for it to find me.
This always happens to me when the sky is white.
I'm getting worked up, waiting for it to find me.
This always happens to me when the sky is white.