I've been having a really hard time trying to sleep--can't seem to try and can't seem to sleep. Keep seeing shit, weird shit. out of the corner of my eye I see cats paws pawing under the door to my room--we don't have cats. I was working on a strictly formulaic poem; something that's pretty rigid and difficult for a lazy asshole like me. I was going right at it, writing a line, erasing it, writing, erasing, etc..for nearly two and a half hours; I wasn't even scratching the surface, it was all bullshit. But its not that it really mattered as it was more just killing time. Still I stopped writing, somewhat angry that I sucked so much, and my brain wasn't functioning nearly well enough to bring out anything anything anything.
As I stopped, I sorta tranced out for a while.
Moments later I zoned back into the page and someone had written, "Go to bed." on the screen. I did it, I must have, but I have no memory of it. Maybe it was my gaurdian angel and witch woman "Willamene."
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