Racing, these thoughts of mine:
Tonight, the words, they woke me. The ebbed, they flowed, they moved, they lived. I awoke their eager servant, searching for some method in which to capture them, these fleeting thoughts of mine. I lost most of them. I captured a sentence, kidnapped it from my drowsy mind. It's safe now, residing in the only device I could find... my phone. In my three fourths sleep state I'd been a DJ. The words had ebbed and flowed like the music I'd played. They'd come alive through me. I've saved my sentence. I've saved part of my life force. I've saved a piece of a precious part of me that's been leaking out as I slumber.
It's 5 am now. On February the 15th, 2010. I realized in that instant, the instant between blowing my nose and flushing the john, I've had my moment of clarity. The moment that tells me there is nothing else. That this, for better or worse, is what I was have to do. I have to chase the words, the prose, the stories. As I sit here cross legged and writing by the meager offerings of my iPod touch I know that tonight I shall go to sleep secure in my knowledge of my future and what it holds. I am also secure in the knowledge that if my roommate ever asks me about tonight, I will shrug and say "toilet" before nodding off again.
It's 10 am now. Five hours have passed since my revelation. If I hadn't written it down I know my waking self would have passed it off as a dream. I'm not sure I know any more than I knew at 5 o'clock this morning. I can't recall if I've ever been woken by the words before. Maybe I have, maybe I haven't. But the words, they were so clear. I could see everything, hear everything, feel everything. I'm not sure exactly what happened, but I do know that I'll spend the rest of my life chasing these fleeting thoughts of mine.
Quote of the Day:
"Valentines Day Plan: Same as everyday. Stay in love."
-Krystal Martos
Beautiful. Possibly my favorite entry so far.
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