#20

time on my hands got plans no. sound of rain against my window pain is slowly, slowly driving me insane i’m going down my whole world’s turning upside down sleep don’t come easy please believe me today everything’s going wrong yesterday was golden tomorrow will it be better? i can’t stop these tears from falling…

post-it poem

I’ve been diligently working to *have* inspiration (as if you can really have it, it just comes…), but nada.  You know, write these little plays or moments to share.  Something new.  Anyway, I had some great ideas, but nothing that really grabbed me and was like, “no, we’re not leaving until you wtite us down”.  But…