Monday, December 31, 2007

A Year in Review

Twelve years of insomnia watching those damn tortured sunrises feels warm to me. As I'm falling effortlessly into sleep clinging onto the small of your back everything is so easy. And it's so fucking weird to not struggle so damn hard each and every night, I feel naked.

So yes, that's the year in a nutshell-- elusive in theory; too vague for expression. All I know is one day the sun dances dimmly through the window blinds and the next day... well, they don't.

There are so many things that I want to say but I can't because I don't know how...

This year was too damn perfect.

I'm rooting for AL.