Support to Bill
the shaking of fingers over obsidian keys reminds me of my inadequacies my caffeinated jitter is not the result of the soda, but of the jolt of emotion I felt when my phone vibrated six times.
his call to me was a heightened emotion that gave credence to the bull ring attached unnaturally to his nose. Reds surrounding, my steam was all but visible when I began to sob.
You were a hug. You were blurred jade eyes full of unwarranted concern. You were not understanding but understanding I need. I need, when bloodshot eyes confuse city lights for fireflies, to feel something is still solid- the proper combination of atoms making mass. That something is solid, and carrying me through the mess.
"Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart." – Confucius
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