FS ::: This entry was posted on September 8, 2006 at 10:58 pm.
If all the world were bout a room and I an inmate in it. I should sleep day and night and watch the fan tracing circles on the wall.
If my room were all the world and i could stay inside it always, i should sit in my chair with my mind adrift and watch the leaves as they changed.
If my room and the world were one and the same, and i could live inside it, i would drift happy from morning to night, dreaming dreams of dreams and watching the light hovering like butterflies on my brain, shifting and melting and flowing into the wall...