There is this body that I inhabit. Sometimes it feels like I’m not really in my body. Like there is an experience in this body that I’m not really having, that I’m only observing. Its as if my consciousness is elsewhere. Where do I go? Somewhere more comfortable? Somewhere more interesting? Sometimes when I get out of bed there is this sinking/anxious feeling like “blah, another day, another...
its rain rain and gray I am huddled up inside with my new used sweater I got at the salvation army today its warm and striped and slightly faded but it fits nice. bubbling up through the rain barrel bubbling along the window pane the warble of water
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