A Tactile Life:

Sunday, June 7, 2009

As tired as I am sleep should come easy, but rest is illusive. Thought possesses me long into the night. Something else begs to be written. Unknown to conscious thought. It makes its presence reality on paper. Could I be going crazy? Perhaps evaluation is in order. Words should not preempt all other... Sign in to see full entry.

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