January 1, 2009

When my mind roams I always track it back down to the mountains of Colorado right on the line of massive copse. Here resides a one room cabin. Everything is dark and calm. Do not join me but know safety is here. R.E.M fills what would be white noise with Into The Wild flickering on screen making shadows creep along my walls. Here sleep is shy, however, thoughts flow freely - in and out, in and out. Freedom is here. Everything is wonderful in these moments. Oh to feel such a soul surrender to sanity. Every time I'm stolen here I die a little more inside, half knowing this is nothing more than a fantasy. Alone, beautiful. I would die this way. So it goes..