...the ones I love best...
the craving of words ~
November 13, 2006 - 2:05 a.m.
I keep doing this, sitting down to write when I'm dead tired, and all I want to do is crawl into bed. but at least the compulsion to write is alive and kicking around in my skull. sometimes I crave the stream of words flowing from brain to hands to screen as deeply as I crave chocolate, or the body of my lover pressed against mine. and to know that the craving of words is awake and clamoring inside is like being able to breathe again. is like knowing who I am, after all. is like remembering.
previously... * and then...
(((rings)))
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