Delusions of an endorphant…
February 8, 2011 § 2 Comments
Tomorrow I’m off to Riga, but today my head is in the clouds.
The sun is shining amid a crisp morning – like I’ve never seen it shine before – and the smell of his cologne still lingers on my day old clothing…
I finally dragged myself out to a laundromat to force some semblance of productivity …and so I sit here among the subtle drone of my spin cycle… contemplating.
How on earth I got here… chemicals are a lovely thing, aren’t they?
Last night I felt myself melt a little…. a giggle too loud, a smile too wide… oh, how i love those eyes…
… i even got my chunks back… and the ground felt a little less real, and the future a little less clear… and life, a little less planned.
Who would have ever thought I’d find myself in the arms of a racists skinhead…. probably as far fetched as the time I fell for the catholic republican? …the untraveled, staunch scientist? or the pseudo-tryst with the extreme Muslim? I am a sucker for the different, aren’t i. …a tad far from my Kucinich kumbaya days… This one, tattooed, scarred and indiscretion-ed… and that I would travel half way across the world to fall for it.
Secretly though, I prepare myself for tomorrow to feel more like yesterday, but today, oddly, feels brand new.