i'm not so sure why i'm awake. it was one of those, wake up from a dream feeling anxious for what the future holds-type of thing. i roll over to my side. back to stomach. curl up into ball. onto my other side...
i know i can't sink back into sleep. it's done. i'm awake. but still dreaming.
planes landing. everything i'll need in my pink suitcase. simplicity. time change. hills and sharp curving corners. cupboards and fridge brimming with sustenance. loft snoozing. walk in closet. big bay windows. snippets of language in my ears with every step. good smells. good tastes. one foot after another. back yard garden. home grown herbs. public transportation. across the bay. pen pals. portable watercolors. park lounging. real burritos. abandoned architecture. little kids that rule. skate parks. new sketchbook. my barfday. getting lost. all sorts of california winery. oakland. boot wearing mild-temps. toxic waste beach party.
and best of all: goodbye cell phone. goodbye false connections. goodbye social networking. goodbye my head is in the stars. goodbye steeze-jackers. i'm headed off the map, off to where you can't find me.
it is my rebirth and the time has come to once and for all, truly rise above.