Sour Lemon Drops

"I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!"

Apr 21, 2009 2:19am
Sitting here at 2:10 am in a 1950’s night gown listening to the rain as it gets progressively more enraged. Putting on pink nail polish, thinking about love, behaving like a girl. I never want to sleep because I know once I do I will have dreams that I wont be able to forget, good or bad, but always false. I dream so vividly I always wake up with a headache. So I lie in bed all night with thoughts I have control over on my floral cotton sheets and play music and think too much.    

Sitting here at 2:10 am in a 1950’s night gown listening to the rain as it gets progressively more enraged. Putting on pink nail polish, thinking about love, behaving like a girl. I never want to sleep because I know once I do I will have dreams that I wont be able to forget, good or bad, but always false. I dream so vividly I always wake up with a headache. So I lie in bed all night with thoughts I have control over on my floral cotton sheets and play music and think too much.    
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