(no subject)
When I sleep I have mighty adventures. When I wake for at least 10 minutes I don't know where I am, body awake and relatively normal looking, internals off in some other place still, dawdling home late as usual. This often results in violence if people wake me abruptly, use a tone not of a beautiful saint woman, or ask me a question. Friends and lovers alike have been known to stand as far out of arms reach and throw things at me to wake me up, for it's practicality and apparent hilarity. I are not amused till about 10am.
From the age of about 14 I was sure I was to be a spinster. Happy to have many life affecting interactions but bound to be an old crazy lady minus the cats. This never bothered me and seemed quite fitting. Now I wish for union, but somehow come back to the reason I thought this in the first place. I'm still trying to understand it all.
I am constantly fighting for something, no matter how quietly.
I get off on change, endless possibilities, not believeing in boundaries of the innards n outards, and cooking while listening to Edith Piaf
I have a dream that I'm not quite sure how to tackle. I'm chipping away at chunks though, never fear!
(silent letter number six is I'm not so good at being direct an to the point)