[ for want of a better name, they sometimes called it peace ]
mmm, my room is under construction. the carpet's on the sidewalk and the grimy walls will soon be some wonderfully mellow shade of something-or-other. it feels very right. the unusually unforgiving floor, moaning away my footfalls. the eerily exotic colors creeping around my eyes. the bad dreams. things are changing... better put my feet up and read. what could possibly go wrong? |
