Today I woke up with a snap, and my bed decided to swallow me whole. And quickly.
I was trapped instantly and felt that any resistance I could dish out would in the end prove fruitless.
SO I continued to sleep until finally, perhaps in my state of fermenting, my bed released its hold on me and I proceeded to escape. Spilling out onto the floor I scrambled for the nearest exit.

at this point it was 10 am and long past when I should have been to work. I had misplaced my phone and I thought it was for sure
I think my bed swallowed my phone too, fortunately for me I felt indifferent about it for some reason and instead made a coffee. Bones invited himself to the top of my kitchen counter, a good old friend and we conversed for some time.




It is hours later now, I have finished cleaning and will now hit the shower and prepare for an evening of thought.

The snow is so lovely here, but suddenly I feel a pang of loneliness....strange...I am not actually alone.


I am always here with myself...