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all i know is falling.
(posted on Sunday, February 21 by eii wyy nae.)
the world is seemingly ‘white’ to me this morning: the sky, the trees, the ground. the pair of crows in the dying maple are cinder stark. the contrast is so abrupt, i almost want to cry. this is what waking up tired feels like now : i’m overcome by everything.
by the sooty feathers of crows as they lift, circle, fly of cawing. by the way everything starts up again each morning. the washing machine is on the spin cycle. tilly~belle is fussing in her crib, just frequently enough to let me know she is still awake.
between longer stretches of quiet where i forget for a moment where i’m, who i’m & feel the way tiredness lifts me outside myself again & then yanks me back, as though today my arms & legs are really the finely wrought pieces of a elaborate marionette doll with someone unskilled & abrupt pulling at the strings.
this is the way the day begins. this is the first day i’ve to myself in the cycle of the week. the first three are crowded now with uni, tests, report deadlines & i always feel a little in shambles by saturday, here, but not entirely, somehow trailing myself.
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i’m enjoying my worries, i may never have them again. ever. again.
Signed with love,
The diarykeeper, eii wyy nae.
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