getting high on drowsy-ness

getting a bit depressed, a bit sad while I listen to the scientist by coldplay. Just ripped my green day and cold play cd. Now they can go back to oblivion in my drawers hehe. sometimes sad. Sometimes amusing. Oh life


drowsy-ness taking over. thoughts of sleep and the high of life take over me, discovering the lost poet in me. Or perhaps it is an ilusion that I can, after so much unconscious effort, become one. Let it be whatsoever.

I am just saying stuff cause I refuse to go to bed. My brain wants more action.

just overheard some neighbors.
"hey do you live here
yes
want to part sometime?
sure
what appartment you live in
ah, 5E
your name is?
dan
alrite dan, we will party sometime soon"
- a random girl stalking people from her window. strange but sweet indeed.

the dormant lips of a poet, the high of a second not thought.