[at least in my dreams, when i'm sleeping it seems that the needle is full endlessly...]
for the first time in a long time, my equilibrium has been balanced. things are sweet and calm and even lovely. letters, phonecalls, and sentimental assurances are overcomingly beautiful. thus far, they've been enough to carry me through.
i found you, pedro the lion... you make me cry sometimes. why all the crying? maybe i just need some time to look at everything through wet rings. [here comes the good song... number 6, the instrumental. you know which one i mean.]
often, i find myself wishing that the moment really could just last forever in order that something unpure never be able to dismantle the way i feel. i feel that way about a lot of things. i'd like to be suspended in the feeling of being held in your arms, or in the trail of a passer-by's cologne and handsome smile. i always loved that.
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