Can This Be Real?

and I’ll tell you one thing about love & affection & infatuation, it’s something akin to sickness.

I just asked the fates that roll with Mount Rainier in it’s majesty about this love, or so far appreciation that <lol> plagues me & then the object of my affections appeared, I was on the edge of sleep so you could say he came along on the edge of a dream, I couldn’t have been asleep more that 33 seconds & when I opened my eyes I felt him wiz by & I may have seen some color, a wisp of brown & maroon & long hair. Or that could have been a figment of the dream or the world that exists betwixt this “reality” & the dream reality. All senses engaged, the sense of smell is the most aroused.

Guess he’s busy now, because he did not stop. I wonder why? We’ve talked about the mobility that comes along with following the rules, & about being a rebel. In my world we’d all be rebels & the machine would choke on it’s own dirty greedy hand.

Well, pues….\

It’s still a workday, and no matter what, we are good & I accept that. I accept us how ever we are, because it feels like the dopest dope & am grateful for the inspiration & the friendship & the energy &….. “appreciation.”

Wow, he brings me things & tells me I appreciate you. It’s almost more than I can bare in the moment. But my heart is growing & expanding & deepening and we have a balance, after all his sun sign is Libra.

np: *Blink 182 Natives*