Aimless Wandering With a Purpose

And though our hearts are slightly confused weary head, allow your wandering eyes to find you a way out
I want to place my bed on an endless sea of autumn leaves. I'll lie beneath an ancient tree whose limbs tell stories of people and a time that seizes to be. I'll watch the colorful leaves twirl as they flow and fall in abundance down from the sky, casting dancing sparkles on my body. They'll fall, fall and settle themselves on me. I'll gaze dazzled eyed, and watch images of wavering colors, sun, and sky. They'll see me, the girl, she beams.

I just wanna crawl under a rock and play dead for a while.

Her Morning Elegance

Insomnia

My thoughts are coming at me slower and nebulous. But there's this electricity of excitement clinging onto the morning mist. It's an intangible aura. A feel good current. And it was the dazzling sparks of lights that kept me running last night, but that's aside the point. I've just come to like the points of bright heat all over my body. And I'm so frail and indecisive and lost most of the time but my heart drums a complicated beat that never falters; that's a certainty I can never be scared of. Sometimes I can close my eyes and pretend that I'm an incredible force of nature, positively unstoppable. I'm just so guilty of investing so much time in conjuring up stories in my mind. There's a subtle uproar in my head but I'm physically so still. A picturesque image of a calm so serene, but really, it's just the lack of sleep.

If I had a boat I would sail it to the moon
Way up high I would float in a starry lagoon
And my submarine would search in every sea
For golden jellyfish who sting like honey bees

If I had a plane I would soar into a dream
I'd steal lovely visions of molecular collisions
Where nothing is what it seems

(And if I had you, I don't know what I'd do)
Oh, I believe I'm a fairy-tale
I fly all around the world and sometimes little ones believe in me