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March 13, 2004

i am having a strange relationship with sleep. i have not been getting enough of it due to 1. delaying going to bed with pointless silly things to occupy my attention or 2. frequent insomnia. and so of course sleep has become desirable. but something more than that as well, kind of sensual. one of my fantasy lives these days revolves around a night that never ends and my soft bed, cool white sheets. one pillow under the head, one over the head. a third hugged to my chest. i think of a long, deep sleep and my toes curl.

the great love of my life these days is my bed, but i fear it is unrequited.