grey skies hanging over this dreary little town. drinking a cup of luke warm black coffee and the soft melody of sweet jazz music ringing in my ears. my eyes are always heavy, even when i seem to be awake. a giant book with leather binding in my lap. i havent showered in a day or maybe two…i have no real concept or grasp on time, it’s only as real as i choose to make it. your name lingers in my mind, it’s been there for days…weeks, maybe a month or two? i feel a small grin form on my face. i keep bringing myself back to our fingers intertwining and twirling into each other. i need days like this, moments of solace from the chaos of the outside world (and my mind). where the rain comes and goes as it pleases, not adhering to anyone’s schedule or days plans. it’s important for me to realize these moments are taking place…that all of these factors combined together, bring me to where i am right now. it reminds me that i am real, i am tangible, i am content, and that i am a human being.