a message for you.
please excuse my dust as this blog site is still under construction.
so i let these fingers talk anyway.
(posted on Tuesday, December 7 by eii wyy nae.)
lights out. time for sleep. sitting here in the dark, in the quiet. the only sound the baseball game still playing in the bedroom as everybody is sleeping. there is always a game on somewhere in the house. i dont mind, it has become the background music of my life.
sometimes i turn baseball on when im here alone just because it feels normal, soothing.
it is late, very late. i should bee asleep but i sit here; fingers itching to write for york’s upcoming articles. not sure what they want to say, these fingers but i let them talk anyway. i wish i could sit here in the dark, in the night, in the quiet. not so tired & listen to the night or that game or just the sound of my own breath.
i wish it was that night, but instead it is a night when im too exhausted to go to bed. another time i’ll sit here in the dark. in the quiet. in the night. i’ll listen.
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Signed with love,
the diarykeeper, eii wyy nae.
Labels: background music., baseball game, york articles
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