today i am comfortably, calmly, happy. temporarily content, the to-do list tucked away neatly in a brain-drawer for once. and the thought that i can leave this sterile cell of fluorescent strip lighting and orderly clutter at noon is a comforting one.
sometimes i think i let people push me to do far too much. i'm too often caught up in a world of others' making, their motivations, their thoughts, their desires guiding me. and this need-to-please that i never really grew out of is far too easily called to the fore.
razorlight:
in the morning, you know you won't remember a thing
in the morning, you know it's gonna be all right
do you remember shouting the words to that song, in that blue basement space filled with kaleidoscopic lights strange accents heady rhythms shot glasses kisses in hidden corners and the exhilaration of three o'clock in the morning in high heels?
