A light breeze seeped in through the small opening of my window and I marveled a bit as I realized that I had finally shut off my incessant brain-chatter long enough to appreciate the sound of rustling wind. In moments like these I feel as if I've been spying on silence, like I've caught nature at the peak of an orgasm..
There's a lamp I've placed in the corner on the floor because the light it provides is much too stark placed bedside.. but with it now moved into the corner there is an uneven light that falls over everything and has since divided one side of the room in light and the other side in darkness.
I find lately that I am reveling in silence though it is more often than not interrupted by the sound of shrill voices or tiny dogs yapping until they are quieted by their owners. I've had vivid dreams lately that assure me that something is changing and rapidly, unfortunately it doesn't seem to be my financial state, rather perhaps an emotional revelation of sorts..I'm not sure yet, I'm still waiting..
I am in severe love and what I mean exactly by that.. is it's the kind of love where all of your life-shaping experiences that (perhaps) had a hand in making you a pain in the ass are suddenly less relevant and the focus of your life becomes shoveling all of your shit-sodden memories out of lovers lane and restoring it instead with gratitude and a needle-pricking cognizance that proves exhausting but will ultimately become rewarding over time. It's the new-found commitment in your head you make that the soul of this person is so significantly shattering to all you've known prior to it's exhibition that you will try and compromise all hardheadedness and self-induced neuroses to make it work..so here's to making it work! to silence and rustling-wind and to tomorrow in the unknown.