nothing never gets you high
and alcohol makes you tired.

i have more memories than if i had lived a thousand years.

do say anything.

"the day waning in
through the open window
in a room breathing
a dry sigh,
i think
oh, how this soft skeletal
earth unfurls itself
onto sleeping limbs."

2h53am.
i just got back from a...hm, i could have said disappointing night.
but it wasn't, really.
the show at the factory.
upon first arriving, i was anxious, a bit nervous, and checking my phone every 5 minutes for dan to call.
he never did.
of course, he never did.
and i was so. upset.
but then a random conversation with a complete stranger headed the night into a completely different direction.
this complete stranger ended up being this very kind, very gentle, cute boy with a nice smile.
and, oh.
abandoning my normal non-spontaneuous tendancies, i took a walk with this boy after the show ended.
and we sat under a bridge illuminated by lights and talked.
and then we went back to his flat
and shared music
and shared headphones between the two of us
and then he kissed me.
while listening to the insturmental euphoria of this will destroy you.
this really random, kind, gentle, stranger.
he made my night worthwhile.
and hm.
i'm ending the night happy, at least.